We forget what for, exactly, but the good guys should always get prizes. Down at the Café Coup de Poing we gathered round to look at the photo of the award, Jon Snow handing it over, etc.
Our friend Andrés, admittedly spliffed up at the time, thought it was a photo of Pavarotti, and we had to point out that Luciano recently passed away, and that this really was our journalist friend.
In the flesh, you might say.
Keep singing, Matthew!
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