At some point over the weekend, 'Me and Bobby McGhee' came into my head (and mercifully didn't find its way to my mouth) and I remember thinking, not for the first time, Damn but that's one very fine song. And this morning comes the sad news that Kris Kristofferson has died, aged 88, peacefully, surrounded by his family. He was one of the finest; may he rest in peace.
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About Me
- Nige
- Nige, who, like Mr Kenneth Horne, prefers to remain anonymous, was also a founder blogger of The Dabbler and a co-blogger on the Bryan Appleyard Thought Experiments blog. He is the sole blogger on this one, and his principal aim is to share various of life's pleasures. These tend to relate to books, art, poems, butterflies, birds, churches, music, walking, weather, drink, etc, with occasional references to the passing scene. His book, The Mother of Beauty: On the Golden Age of English Church Monuments, and Other Matters of Life and Death, is available on Amazon or direct from the author.
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