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A living saint passes away, a nation mourns

It's easy to forget what a starkly cruel and unrelentingly lugubrious world we live in.

It's easy to forget what a starkly cruel and unrelentingly lugubrious world we live in. But every now and then an event occurs that makes the harsh reality hit you like a paving slab to the side of the head. News came this morning that the nation's most beloved ex-Big Brother contestant, Jade Goody, had passed away. Collectively, as a nation, we drop to our knees, crestfallen and crushed. We can cry and bawl as much as we want but it will not bring her back. Instead, we should focus on the good times – the things that made Jade retain that special place in our hearts, the things that made her different.

We will remember Jade for: her unflinching joie de vivre, her big smiley face and chubby cheeks, her constantly groundbreaking and gripping TV series on Living TV, her taste in young, overly groomed men, her one-armed bi-sexual crackhead mum, her assertions that a ferret was a bird and that Pistachio painted the Mona Lisa, and sucking off a man under a duvet on live TV.

Jade, you may not have known where East Anglia was, but you knew the way to our hearts. Rest in peace.