Live and let die....

Liz Taylor passed away a few days ago, and so brought to a close the latest chapter of the rugby club death list. This session had run for six months and provided a tidy sum for Julie, the winner. It was less than the several thousand won when John Forsythe popped his clogs a few sessions ago, but at least the Duchess of Death, Kerrie was not the winner. Kerrie has won more times than anybody, so woe betide any celeb she picks in future.

One of the picks last time was Jim Branning out of East Enders, somebody I know personally from our time together at Wyke Green golf club. It would have been strange to have to tell him that he had been selected in the list although I guess he knows he is a prime candidate.

Some wag at the rugby club did say we should have a death list comprising members of the club. That is taking the list to a place which I suspect nobody wants to go, particularly if you are one of the more mature members, or a life member, as that category of member seems to pop off soon after being nominated.

There are loads of death pool web sites out there and it is amazing how many celebs do keep leaving us.....here's to President Mugabe, my choice at the moment, riddled with cancer and sure to stop a bullet sometime. That said, Zaa Zaa Gabor is not too bright, Ronnie Biggs must be hanging by a thread and who's to say one of the Douglas family will oblige? Carpe Diem.