3 thoughts on “The Doctor just told him he had terminal cancer, and his reaction will stun you.”
What a really lovely man Wilko is. Did you know that against all odds and his terminal diagnosis too, he is now recovered following surgery Graham? It’s quite an amazing story in fact. His descriptions of being present remind me how the late playwright Dennis Potter described his awareness after he had been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Here he is talking about that:
‘Below my window in Ross, when I’m working in Ross, for example, there at this season, the blossom is out in full now, there in the west early. It’s a plum tree, it looks like apple blossom but it’s white, and looking at it, instead of saying “Oh that’s nice blossom” . . . last week looking at it through the window when I’m writing, I see it is the whitest, frothiest, blossomest blossom that there ever could be, and I can see it. Things are both more trivial than they ever were, and more important than they ever were, and the difference between the trivial and the important doesn’t seem to matter. But the nowness of everything is absolutely wondrous, and if people could see that, you know. There’s no way of telling you; you have to experience it, but the glory of it, if you like, the comfort of it, the reassurance . . . not that I’m interested in reassuring people – bugger that. The fact is, if you see the present tense, boy do you see it! And boy can you celebrate it.’
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What a really lovely man Wilko is. Did you know that against all odds and his terminal diagnosis too, he is now recovered following surgery Graham? It’s quite an amazing story in fact. His descriptions of being present remind me how the late playwright Dennis Potter described his awareness after he had been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Here he is talking about that:
‘Below my window in Ross, when I’m working in Ross, for example, there at this season, the blossom is out in full now, there in the west early. It’s a plum tree, it looks like apple blossom but it’s white, and looking at it, instead of saying “Oh that’s nice blossom” . . . last week looking at it through the window when I’m writing, I see it is the whitest, frothiest, blossomest blossom that there ever could be, and I can see it. Things are both more trivial than they ever were, and more important than they ever were, and the difference between the trivial and the important doesn’t seem to matter. But the nowness of everything is absolutely wondrous, and if people could see that, you know. There’s no way of telling you; you have to experience it, but the glory of it, if you like, the comfort of it, the reassurance . . . not that I’m interested in reassuring people – bugger that. The fact is, if you see the present tense, boy do you see it! And boy can you celebrate it.’
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That’s incredible! I will have to google about his recovery. And that was a lovely passage by Dennis Potter. I enjoyed it very much.
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Here’s Wilko making the public announcement a few days ago:
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