Not going to be too devastated by the death of someone I never knew, but 31 is no age, and he seemed like a nice lad. I really like people Wolverhampton folk.
Fame is a curse. Very few escape unscathed.
This sad passing did remind me of a true story about my mum and dad, though. They were attending some antique fair at the NEC. Probably about ten years ago. They’d combined it with a visit to me. They were in their car queuing to get into the car park, and it was moving very slowly. And after a few minutes a passenger in the car in front got out, approached my mum and dad’s car, asked my dad to wind down the window and told them that they must be in the wrong queue and pointed them towards the antique fair, the other side of the complex.
They’d been following the signs that said ‘One Direction’ for about an hour.