After going to bikram this morning I was browsing the internet when news started circulating that Cilla Black had died at the (relatively) young age of 72. It's always sad when you hear of someone passing, but you know I always felt that a big part of Cilla's heart died with her husband when he died in 1999.
Not so long a lovely three part series about Cilla's life was screened on tv. My crazy family and I spent three lovely evenings dressed in 60's clothes watching the tv show. Thinking about Cilla will always remind me about that. Read my blog about it here
RIP Cilla, you are with your beloved Bobby now.