I caught the second half last night - quite shocked to see quite how raddled the old trout looked, so not that surprised by the news. Very sad.
A friend of mine once went to one of his succession of failed restaurants down in the west country. Wonderful ambience, lots of happy diners tucking in. They waited and waited and gradually became aware that nothing had emerged from the kitchens for ages. Suddenly the swing door crashed open, and out staggered the man himself, laden with bottles. "Sorry, can't cook - too pissed!" he roared, then toured the room, depositing a bottle of champagne on each one before staggering back into the kitchen.
RIP Mr Floyd. I think you got your money's worth.