With all the will in the world
Monday, June 20th, 2005
Death is stalking me.
Out for a Sunday morning stroll in March and a marathon runner keels over in front of me.
Last Sunday I’d just slathered the kids with factor 40 when a helicopter drops out of the sky and lands on the beach.
A 47-year-old man had had a heart attack. A doctor and two nurses […]





