I’d want to know how many pages were left in a book, how long a film was or how many miles I’ve got to walk to get back to the car. Why not how many years I’ve got left?

We all know that we’re going to die, knowing when would certainly concentrate the mind, help us focus on what is truly important and promote a sense of perspective.

Wishing to remain in ignorance strikes me as pure squeamishness.

@andypandy All very well if you’re in your 40s expecting to live into your 80s. But you might die in a couple of years in a RTA. I’d rather not know that’s coming, as I don’t want to have to think constantly about my impending doom for the next 24 months, even if it does mean I can blow all my pension pot on crack and rent boys.