When Robin Williams died, I listened to his old works. It felt good to hear his voice again, and chuckle, laugh, and giggle at all the bits that marked me as a kid.
Last week, I decided it was time to re-read Terry Pratchett. I'm going to save the Discworld for last. I'm going to read his other work first starting with the best collaboration I've ever read: Good Omens.
Neil hasn't been able to write anything about his friend of thirty years, but apparently he had an appearance last week that turned into a remembrance of Sir Terry.
And there's been an article out about Neil's daughter Rhianna as well.
Adn then there's this from the Daily Telegraph: