Peter Worthington has had an amazing life. And his obituary, which he wrote himself, certainly has an arresting opening line.
Not exactly a pick of the day - it's from 2008 - but I was just reminded of this brilliant piece from the New Yorker's Nick Paumgarten after reading a conference pitch by Year 2 student Josh Morl. It's a superb example of long-form journalism, and how you can make even the most unpromising-sounding subjects (in this case, lifts) sing if you put the spadework in. Make time to sit back and enjoy it.
