It's a bit bloody presumptuous to interpret a lack of replies as callous indifference. Although it's true that I don't care at all for the music of the Choirboys, this story affected me for a number of reasons - in part because a friend of mine died at exactly the same age on railway lines not very far from Chelmsford. It strikes me as the kind of story that demands no response at all, and which is best met with silence. |