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[tree_and_leaf]

Have just been listening to "On the Ropes" on BBC R 4, with Terry Pratchett talking about his Alzheimers diagnosis, and am now feeling decidedly sniffly, not just because it's terribly sad, but because I am so filled with admiration for the way he's taking it - with humour, courage, refusal to be made helplessly miserable, and a good deal of gumption (you can tell he's Granny Weatherwax's creator).

JH: And yet you must have bad moments - dark nights of the soul.
TP: Yes, of course I do. But we all have those, anyway. And then you get up in the morning.

I'm slightly in awe of him, actually - I wish I had half his guts and hopefulness.

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[tree_and_leaf]

It's pretty astonishing (and makes me somewhat ashamed of what an Eeyore-like coward I often am, when I claim to be a Christian...)