I have a neighbour, he's a very nice man, over 80 now but quite fit still plays tennis. His background is public school. His lovely wife died a couple of years ago, and to all intents and purposes he masks his feelings incredibly well, I think possibly that is all part and parcel of an upbringing where being sent away to school at an early age toughens some up. She was undoubtedly the love of his life and whilst he appears pretty jolly on the outside, I have no doubts he misses her like mad. This was a very long and happy marriage they had a house in France where they spent a lot of time, he sold that quite promptly afterwards, I don't think he expected her to go first she was ten years his junior but unfortunately she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer and was dead within a few months of that diagnosis. People don't always wear their hearts on their sleeves and we can't know how they are behind closed doors.