Christopher Day has just finished writing his autobiography: not bad for a man who was given just twelve months to live – 18 years ago. Day was diagnosed with motor neurone disease in 2000 when he was at the height of his powers as a designer, architect and educator. This seeming death sentence both accelerated his immediate writing output, so that he finished Spirit & Place, his classic study on sustainable environment, and diverted his problem-solving skills into new channels. His book (my) Dying is Fun: A Comedy of Disabled Misadventures, first published in 2007 and reprinted three years later ...
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