Before Saturday’s game at Shielfield there was a minute’s silence to mark the helicopter crash in Glasgow. The photo below was taken immediately prior to that minute.

While the events at the Clutha Vaults were tragic I can’t help feeling that there was something mawkish about this rush to commemorate it while the rescue efforts were still in train.

I can remember the time when the only such silences took place on the death of a former player, manager or director of either of the clubs concerned; I don’t think they even took place on the Saturay before Remembrance Sunday.

This looks to me to be a symptom of the creeping sentimalisation of the culture which began on the death of Diana, former Princess of Wales.

The current prevalence of minute’s silences is in danger of minimising their impact.

I never really understood the fuss about Elizabeth Taylor.

She was always one of those people who seemed to be famous for being famous. Quite why we were meant to care about her manifold relationships and her on off on off liaison with Richard Burton was always beyond me. I felt much the same about Lady Di’s shenanigans, I must confess.

I suppose I was too young to witness Liz at her peak but her acting never appeared too great to me, competent at best.

It’s sad to see anyone pass away, though.

Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, 27/2/32-23/3/11. So it goes.