I remember him. When I was a wee tot I lived in Sheringham, in Norfolk, where I think he came from or worked, and we used to often return for holidays. I can remember his "Hev yew got a loit boy" record being advertised in the local shops. It was only a couple of years or so ago that one of the weekend newspapers tracked him down in the hostel where he was living, and did an interview. I think it was the drink that did the damage, sad to say.

It really has been a bad week: Kirsty MacColl, Victor Borge, Alan Smethurst, Pop Staples, Jimmy Shand.

Andrea