Thank you all for your lovely messages, birthday wishes, etc. The present from Richard totally stunned me. He was always an excellent present buyer, but opening that really floored me.
It's funny, I was expecting Tuesday to be a really bad day but it turned out that Monday was emotionally very, very hard and Tuesday was, well, ok actually. I thanked God that all the bloomin' bank holidays were over and I could finally get around to doing stuff. So, I have transferred debits and credits from his account to mine, got an appointment with a probate solicitor, got India's school sorted out (was very tardy there 
), been to the doctors for my face (yy to rosacea), am on ABs plus a face gel for that, same visit to the GP for DD2's slight skin complaint, cream for that. Took DD2 to have her 12 month jabs today. Took all of DH's medications back to the dispensary yesterday. Got a friend lined up to sell R's car on my behalf (though guess I need to check with solicitor that this is ok first? Really straightforward will).
All of that is on top of the other things, all the phone calls to/from friends, responding to emails, writing thank you cards. I remember last year after my Dad died, watching my mother brace herself before making phone calls. I learnt lots from that and have found that part of it not too difficult thus far. Reindeer, I had a personal email from the UK MD of the cc company, apologising, saying that it 'pained' him to hear the taped conversations between their employees and us, that he was zeroing the balance on Richard's card and that at a later date they would make a donation to a charity of my choosing. And yes, finally, the blasted phone calls stopped. At a later date it is something I want to highlight though, how financial organisations deal with bereavement. This company was appalling, but they certainly haven't been alone. My mother still gets stuff for my father from his bank, even welcoming him to his new bank account a couple of weeks ago 
My dear SIL has finally gone back to London, she left yesterday. I miss her. She misses us. Hopefully she'l be back up again very soon, and we will definitely go down (up?) to see her. Mum is here until the weekend and then I will be on my own. Although of course I have lots of friends who I know will make sure I am rarely on my own. Actually, I don't mind being on my own at all, have always been quite comfortable just pottering about. And then of course I always have the girls to keep myself occupied.
But mostly, when I have a quiet moment and when I allow myself to register what happens I am totally and utterly heartbroken. Missing hiim like mad. A year today we learnt Richard had cancer. A week ago today was his funeral.