Last night I watched Sir Terry Pratchett deliver this year’s Richard Dimbleby Lecture – or rather, I watched his friend, Tony Robinson, deliver it by reading his words, while Pratchett looked on. The reason was that Pratchett has Alzheimer’s disease, and he can no longer rely on himself to be able to give a lecture.
He used the occasion to make the case for those with incurable illnesses to be able to choose the time of their own death. It was a speech that was humourous, passionate, and compassionate. An edited extract of the speech is here. I agree with every word.