FAREWELL MY LOVELY..

A few short days ago, across the urban sprawl of London, people were waking up to the news of Amy Winehouse`s passing.   As someone who was never particularly enthralled either by her or her music, nevertheless it is tragic that anyone should pass away at the ridiculously early age of 27 for whatever reason and I feel for her family and friends.

But in what may have been a poignant commentary on the times in which we live, I can imagine the reaction of those to whom Amy Winehouse`s lifestyle had its attractions.   In assorted venues across London, people on hearling the sad news seemed compelled to dash to the nearest off-licence, purchase assorted bottles of alcoholic drinks, packets of cigarettes and a few glasses and go down to where the tributes to Amy were being left on a pavement close to her home.

Whilst there is much that has been said about the sadly departed Ms. Winehouse, the `tributes` left to her memory say so much more about those who followed her exploits and for whom she seemed to be a role model.   It`s all very sad, of course - in more ways than one.