Happy Deathday

It’s 38 years today that Jim crossed over in Paris and people are still talking about it. I’m 38 too, so I was in nappies, but I do remember ‘77 and Elvis and getting a bit tearful over a copy of the Daily Mirror (I didn’t know who Elvis was but, a soft-hearted six year-old, I didn’t like to see the Daily Mirror so cut up about it). And now the networks bring us rolling - live - coverage of Michael Jackson’s death. I need Emma from Oscar & Jim to explain these phenomena to me.

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