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The last surviving founding member, banjo player Barney McKenna, survives no longer.

Travelling in a fried-out kombi...

Heart problems, colon cancer, prostate cancer, pneumonia, diabetes: could it soon be All Over Now for Bobby Womack?

Pet Shop Boys photographer and video director Eric Watson died a few days ago.

'After he has been complaining about illness for several years', he's dead

New guy's fat old bugger potential: large.

A good bet indeed. Pelicans 1-0 Puffins.

The oft-mentioned Gough Whitlam's better half, author, social worker and swimmer Margaret has died.

... and three years later, it reaches Worcester Crown Court. I hope BearGrove/SuttonHunter has got front row tickets. ...and another year later, PJ Proby cleared of benefit fraud. He was flying by the seat of his pants there.

'Lipstick Killer' Heirens is 'free' now.

Robert's Supercalifragilisticexpialidead.

As there are likely to be more theme teams than ever before, is there any chance of a separate scoreboard for them? That's all I'm entering and I'd much rather see myself up there in 43rd than down there in 443rd. What, like this? Yes. Exactly like that, without the SFA font. Mea culpa, mea caecus.

Back in 2004/5/6 guests generally posted funny or informative stuff, but these days they're just iain/notaguest/morons.

As there are likely to be more theme teams than ever before, is there any chance of a separate scoreboard for them? That's all I'm entering and I'd much rather see myself up there in 43rd than down there in 443rd.

Lights, camera, action...fin. I'd be delighted to see either of the great British cinematographers Gil Taylor or Oswald Morris make the list, if only to add a soupçon of class.

Saint Peter: Next! Man [defiant]: Christopher Hitchens. St Peter [a half-beat late]: Personal account? Hitchens: Do you know who I am? Of course you do, it's one of the drawbacks of omniscience. And this place… It's obvious where this is. I haven't seen taste this bad on such a scale since I last liberated one of Saddam's palaces. No, no, let me finish. I suppose I should have known you'd turn out to be one of those drivelling relativists who thought that war was a bad idea. But answer this: has even one of the hundreds of thousands of people who've passed through your gate since I was so thunderingly right about Iraq blamed me at all? They probably just snivelled about Satan. The pathetic prisoners of religion. Saint Peter: So you still don't think you might have been wrong about God? Hitchens: Oh, don't think you can catch me with that old chestnut. Just shows how religion poisons everything. Let me tell you: death is certain, replacing both the siren song of paradise and the dread of hell. Saint Peter: So you aren't in the least bit surprised to find yourself here… Hitchens: Here? [repeats with rising, scornful incredulity] Here? This…continent of spacious heaven, adorned with plant, fruit, flower ambrosial, gems and gold… This kind of divine North Korea? Come off it. Where are the ashtrays? I'm off somewhere I can get a drink. [exits]

Russell Hoban, writer of weird SF novel where they all speak funny, Riddley Walker, has died aged 86.

One of the 'stars' of juicy 70s Hollywood exposé Easy Rider, Raging Bulls and Monkees co-creator, producer Bert Schneider is dead.

Hey ghoul hunters! Rob's on ITV in a few minutes. No idea when it was recorded. The nation's favourite Bee Gees song? I expect a groundswell of support for Stayin' Alive.

Tis true

Happy, if vaguely sinister, childhood memories = unique DDP hit, assuming an obituary in TV Cream*. The Mole was an allegory of the plucky Czech people's battle against their tyrannical Soviet oppressors. Just like Roobarb. *If this fucker doesn't get an obit I'm going to dig a million holes in my nearest farmer's field. Edit: I guess this qualifies, according to the rules. http://uk.reuters.com/article/2011/11/30/czech-miler-krtek-idUKL5E7MU6MR20111130

Driving on the wrong side of the road, I suppose. In a Reliant Robin, with a puncture and Ted Kennedy at the wheel.

Bob Droeger (1916), Andy Granatelli (1923), Frank Beardsley (1926), Frank Burany (1915), Danny Kladis (1917) all drove at the Indianapolis 500 in the 1940's. Jim Rathmann (1928), Neal Carter & Peter Hahn (both 1923), Roy Neuman (1927), Johnny Kay (1919), Don Freeland (1925) and Frank Munday (1916) all raced there pre 1955. There's a few more, but there's a noticeable gap as the late 50's, early 60's saw (and has seen) such a death toll that there's a small age gap until the likes of McElreath & Ruby. Jim Rathmann has died. Couple of DDP picks. Bring on the tribute, OoO.

"on the road to recovery", he vaguely claims. That'll be the M25 from junctions 8 to 16.

Another pop artist, Gerald Laing, has died. Here he is in happier times with Amy and Blake