So in my line of work you get to meet a lot of people who are dying. This, I’m afraid to say, is a fact of life. Whilst I’m happy to acknowledge that some of these people are genuinely suffering – physically or emotionally, nothing irks me more than people who say that there is nothing left worth living for. Right now I’m listening to a Keith Jarrett recording entitled Radiance. If I were dying this would be worth listening to (maybe its’ to my taste not yours). Simple pleasures. The dying must and can still have these. Woody Allen illustrates iit best……

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