£1200 a week , a couple of bottles of whisky about £45, down in a oner, oblivion and away you go. Mind you the cremation could be interesting, best put a wee note on the box, when you light the blue touch paper STAND WELL BACK
On a more serious note my wife is blinkered about sorting things out before one shuffles off to fiddlers green. Anytime I bring the subject up I get , I don't want to discuss it. I cannot understand why , we are all heading out the door feet first whether we like or not. Even when I did insist that my son is named on the deeds , she said by doing that he could put me out of the house and sell it. No he cannot and no he would not do that either. He is a good lad. He will be the one with the problem as when he comes to sell it and living in France he could get hit with 60% tax as it may well be classed as a second home. But for now he rents in Bordeaux so the UK property cannot be classed as a second home.
Getting to the stage as we get older it is more expensive to live and also nearly to expensive to die.
Ah well the sun is shinning and time for a coffee on the patio.