So the big man, Jocky Wilson, passed away last night. I don’t know much about darts but he was ever-present in my childhood as the man that took the darts world by storm, as well as doing it drinking a huge amount of beer. And whiskey.
But every time I hear his name I can’t help but think of this:
Ah, those amateurish TOTP staff. I do miss that. Miss Dexy’s too, a little, for they are one of those bands that liked being just a bit different. RIP, Jocky.