Went to "Uncle Malcy's" (Malcom McLaren's) funeral today. What a blast! Bless him - I've gotta love him because I just love the Sex Pistols - one of the greatest bands (for MANY reasons) ever.
We all had a blast - Flame and I managed to outrun Chelsea and chums and chased the funeral courtege from Camden to KT and a little further (well as far as Chelsea's place!). What a brilliant funeral. TBH - the whole thing had just the right feel - a little silly, a little fun, a little reverent, a little respect.
The Malcy's casket was carried in a traditional horse drawn carriage. Painted on the side the words "TOO FAST TO LIVE, TOO YOUNG TO DIE". Four beautiful black horses pulled it past the shops of Camden and there were crowds everywhere.
An old route master bus pumped out My Way, Anarchy in the UK, You Need Hands and other tunes. A hoard of bikers followed it and punks clung, precariously to the back of it. Vivian gave a wave and all on board seemed pleased to be there.
People were well chilled out - got chatting to Peter who had turned up about an hour early like me at Camden Road Tube. Sorry Peter! Totally lost you as the procession moved on!
Got pics - will upload at some point.
Lots of folk turned out in the end - Was a lovely sunny, hot, beautiful day - quite a few of us ran through Chalk Farm Road, Prince of Wales Road, Angler's Lane up KT High Street and up Highgate Road. Wonderful stuff. Bless you Uncle Malcy! We had a lovely time!
And.. just to finish...
You need hands to show the world you're happy,
And you need hands when you have to stop the bus,
But the hands we love so dear are the hands we love to hear,
ARE THE HANDS THAT YOU GIVVVVEE TTOOO USSSSS!!!
Now... where's my tap dancing dwarf?
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