I love to read and am never without a literary companion or two, our house is littered with books and I don’t believe we will ever have ‘enough’ bookshelves. One of my absolute, all-time favourite authors is Terry Pratchett. I was introduced to the Discworld more years ago that I care to count. Since then many books have made me chuckle, or cry, but to this day the only books that have made me laugh out loud are Pratchett’s.
Sir Terry had been battling Alzheimer’s disease for the last eight years, and today was his last on this Earth.
His death was announced on Twitter in true Pratchett style:
“AT LAST, SIR TERRY, WE MUST WALK TOGETHER,”
“Terry took Death’s arm and followed him through the doors and on to the black desert under the endless night.”
If you know us in ‘real life’ then you will know that part of our life now is helping to look after my Grandma who has an ‘Alzheimer’s type dementia. My Nana also spent the last months of her life lost in the confusion of dementia.
I don’t normally find myself affected by the goings-on of public figures, but today I am feeling very sad and equally angry with this awful illness that steals people away, and has deprived us of any more of his genius.
Five exclamation marks, the sure sign of an insane mind.