Love Life After Death

I am a widow. Now, be honest. What does that conjure up? Grey hair? Bus pass? Evenings in front of the telly with a cup of cocoa? Certainly not sex. You don't get a booklet on that, you see. There's one on claiming your pension, another on bereavement counselling, but where's the one on suddenly being single after 30 years with the same bloke who you fancied to the end?