So Charles Manson finally kicked it this weekend. That’s a good thing, because had he managed to outlive all four Beatles, it would have been tragically ironic. As it is, 83 years of Manson was at least 50 too many.

Charlie won’t enter our story for another year and a half, and when he does, it will be as a psychotic prophet heralding the end of the Sixties. So I don’t really want to talk much about him now; you probably already know what you think. One thing we can say for sure: He was one of a kind, and we shall not see his like again, thank goodness.

Wait, is that actually two things? Well, never mind. Rot in hell, Charlie.