Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
Of all the celebrity deaths in 2016, this is the only one to really touch me as I will miss his work terribly.

Other than the baboon bothering, obvs. Mind you, baboons are nasty aggressive búggers, and baboon sh*t is the worst thing to get on your shoe.

I am full of admiration for his insistence that his Savile Row suits were all lined with scarves from Hermes. Now that is style.

I wonder if The Wolseley will set up his usual table the way they did for Lucien Freud?
I have no idea what baboon **** is like on the shoe, and don't agre with hunting unless you munch it, but I'm afraid Gill's case:
1. I'm not gonna let my morals deny me his writing. (Other examples of such hypocrisy include Cat Stevens and the Rushdie Fatwa. Like his music too much to stop listening.)
2. Gill's bright as fück. If his mind can justify it to himself, then fine.

But totally agree with Celeb deaths. Even Bowie, I only listened to stoned at uni before I got into raving.

Now I don't have his telly review to turn to 1st thing on a Sunday and the Restaurant one after I've read the non-fiction book reviews.