'Don't speak ill of the dead', my grandmother warned me, so I shan't, this time anyway.
Five minutes yesterday afternoon in the company of the world famous search engine, told me all I needed to know about the life and death of cricket commentator and writer Peter Roebuck. Very subtle hints had been coming out in the radio news broadcasts about his death that day and had aroused my curiosity.
It had me slightly amused how one news service would gingerly step a toe in the water, then another would go a bit further and so on.
Our ABC was staying well clearly of anything else but tributes, even this morning, but by lunch time someone had called it and the ABC finally had to say what others already were, that is report the bleeding obvious.
I don't think too much more will let into the public domain by mainstream news outlets, but there is plenty on the net if you hunt for it. How some people must really hate the internet for the information that can be found. Lucky I have lived a blameless life, well pretty blameless post the explosion of the internet.