This was playwright Dennis Potter’s final interview, given a few months before his death from liver cancer on 7th June 1994.
I watched it when it was first broadcast and was spellbound by the wisdom and poetry of his words. I treasure a copy of the transcript which I have in my clinic room. Anyone who listened to him describe to Melvyn Bragg how impending death had heightened his awareness of the world could not fail to be profoundly moved. The image of the plum tree outside his window being described as , ” the whitest, frothiest, blossomest blossom that ever could be” has to be one of the most affecting parts of this exchange and has forever been carved onto my soul .
I still cannot listen to this without crying, but my tears are less about sadness and more to do with gratitude . Grateful that someone so erudite and wise took the time when his own life light was fading to alert us to notice what was outside our window and to understand that,”The nowness of everything is absolutely wondrous”.