Sunday 5 August 2018

Don't walk towards the white light

Cured Bacon
I was reading on the train yesterday how Richard Bacon cheated death; a very powerful story. One minute you're feeling a bit unwell on an aeroplane, the next you're in Intensive Care with more tubes sticking out of you than can possibly be good for you. He was told by the Consultant that if they didn't put him into an induced coma for at least seven days in the next 20 minutes he would die. No ifs, no buts.

As he was digesting this news the sleep inducing drugs were already in his system and slowly shutting him down. He remembers his wife whispering into his ear - "Don't walk towards the white light." And there, wrapped up in six words, is my new mantra.


  1. Wow.
    Nothing else to add really.

    1. It was a very emotional piece Adam.

      I remember Richard Bacon long before he got his Bkue Peter badge, when he was a rookie presenter on Radio Nottingham; so in my head he's still a young lad. But he very nearly passed on the chance of seeing his next birthday.