Sitting here, plugging away in the wee hours at a big writing job for a client, and the news has just come in that Luciano Pavarotti has died.

Terribly sad.

I only got to see him once - me and around a million other drenched nutters standing in Hyde Park for a few hours in the teeming rain back in '91. God! that man could sing.

Goodnight, Luciano, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.