Wherever there’s a will there’s a way ...and a row

THE last few weeks have really brought life, love, morality and indeed mortality into sharp focus for every one of us.

While it is undoubtedly a struggle, for some more than others, that we are confined to our homes and real life is restricted, we should also try to look at the positives.

For too long now and for too many of us we have been disconnected and remote from family, so this time really does give us all a once in a lifetime opportunity to reconnect with what really is important; and that’s the people we love.

Saying that I, like I imagine the rest of the world, have had moments where I have nearly lost the will to live being on lockdown with my loved ones.

However, frustrations subside as you realise that family really is what truly matters.

So, with that in mind, I determined that I ought to make a will and while it was prompted by these events, it is something I should have done long ago but like most people my age it was something that never crossed my mind.

Sorting my financial affairs was fairly stress-free, with rescue dogs getting most of my dosh.

But deciding which of my nearest and dearest gets my Dior and which cousin over the other gets my Chloe was another matter entirely. All to be revealed later – a lot later, I hope.

I also have a particular penchant for watches, although I’m not sure where I inherited my love of watches as I have also inherited the family gene of being late for most of life’s events.

So, while making a will and thinking of life after you’ve departed may not be the most enticing of tasks, it is both necessary and, I can also attest, a little bit of fun, as you jokingly [or not] tell those with whom you are isolating that the mutts are getting your money.