Thanks for the replies.
Being busy does tend to keep the emotions in check and those lonely times, particularly going to sleep and waking up for me, are the worst. Unfortunately they are pussyfooting around me in work and I'm basically left to do as I please. I would love the chance to make mistakes but you can't do that when your just mucking about.
After the usual struggle I drove in this morning. Normally working nights and having had nearly three months off without driving negotiating the city centre rush hour was interesting to say the least. I was surprised how long the journey took. I spent most of the day tidying the back of my van. One of the first things o found was a hanger off a pair of shoes I had bought for Margaret and the wrapper off the Mother's Day card I bought her a few weeks before she died. I climbed in the back of the van and had a little weep. It was quite a big job as its a working van with stuff all over the place and I'm pretty pleased with the progress I made with it.
When I got home all sorts of things started going wrong. Builders had pulled down the wall at the back of my garden by mistake then I smelt gas in the front room and the gas board came round and cut the gas off because there is a leak in a bit of lead pipe. I can't get anyone out till Saturday but, looking on the bright side, that means it's chippy tea tomorrow.

I had another little weep when I took the dog for a walk and I've been into my youngests house (next door) for a coffee. My eldest made us a jelly for after tea and she's arranged with social services for an emergency call system to be installed to contact relatives of she needs assistance while I am at work.
I'm finding myself very tired early in the evenings. I don't know if that's because of the grieving. I'm actually thinking of going to bed at 9 tonight though I probably won't fall asleep till it's dark.