Since none of the British papers have yet noted the death of Russell Johnson, I devoted my page in the Evening Standard yesterday to an appreciation of the man and his work. You can read it here.
Nor have the UK obit pages cottoned on yet to the passing of Tikhon Khrennikov, the titular head of Russian music for more than half a century who directed the persecution of those composers who refused to toe the party line.
Instead, the main papers carry fulsome tributes today to my late colleague and near-neighbour Alan Blyth, an opera critic who, among his many strings, furnished all the main obituary pages with a stock of glowing eulogies of opera singers. I guess Alan, nice chap that he was, carried more weight on the obit desks than tyrannical Tikhon. Sic transit gloria mundi.

Since none of the British papers have yet noted the death of Russell Johnson, I devoted my page in the Evening Standard yesterday to an appreciation of the man and his work. You can read it here.
Nor have the UK obit pages cottoned on yet to the passing of Tikhon Khrennikov, the titular head of Russian music for more than half a century who directed the persecution of those composers who refused to toe the party line.
Instead, the main papers carry fulsome tributes today to my late colleague and near-neighbour Alan Blyth, an opera critic who, among his many strings, furnished all the main obituary pages with a stock of glowing eulogies of opera singers. I guess Alan, nice chap that he was, carried more weight on the obit desks than tyrannical Tikhon. Sic transit gloria mundi.