3rd June, 2009 - I am worth more to them dead

I have been to see the financial adviser to talk about life insurance. How worthy is that? I am sure that it is my dad’s heart operation that has filled my head more than ever about thoughts of mortality, and I have been worrying that upon my demise my loved ones will find themselves in the workhouse. I have therefore, been considering what they would need, if I keel over tomorrow whilst drafting a particularly tricky Power of Attorney.

I would like to think that the answer to that last question is something like: happy memories or the scent of his aftershave on the pillow. However, I suspect that what they actually might appreciate a cheque with a few zeros at the end of it. What that means is that I have to work a bit harder to earn the money for the premiums so that they will all be ok when I keel over from a stress related illness induced by working so hard.

Bugger.