Rossi admits the death came as a shock.

“But once you get over that shock… do you shed tears?” I asked.


“People will be surprised at that, Francis,” I said.

“I didn’t cry when my mother died. I didn’t cry when my father died.Interview with Ian Woods, Sky News.
Of course, people will point the finger at Francis Rossi and accuse him of being hard-hearted or overly macho. But I don’t believe that’s fair. I come straight out of the same mould. I get moved, I feel emotion, but I process grief in a tearless way. The last time I cried, uncontrollably, was 18 years ago, after we had our dog put down. I woke at 04:30 the day after and just dissolved. When I went to pay the vet’s bill, I broke down again. But I haven’t shed a single teardrop at the loss of close family and friends. I’m sure there’s a psychological explanation, but who cares? We are what we are, aren’t we?
Anyway, from one basic emotion to another. It’s International Kissing Day! Who knew? My favourite line in this item, carried by the Guardian, is Mona Chalabi’s response to this:
Q: What if they don’t like the way I kiss?
A: When in doubt, don’t lick someone.

5 thoughts on “

  1. I absolutely agree about crying – we are what we are, we're all different and no-one should cast judgement on whether actual tears are shed or not. That said I've got soppier and soppier with age and I'm more prone to getting watery-eyed at the plight of strangers on TV (especially animals) and in the news. Even fictional characters and scenarios too; Mr SDS asks why I'm getting upset when it's not even real – my response is that I'm still feeling the same empathy as I would if it were real, it's been triggered.
    I shed an awful lot of tears last year as I had a few bereavements, one of whom was a very close friend, but surprised myself completely when I held it together at all the funerals, especially his, which might have looked cold-hearted to others yet was the complete opposite. So who can say?!
    Anyway a nice cheerful note to end on re. International Kissing Day – I should've looked at your link before commenting but I'll go and have a read of it now, thanks.


  2. That's the weird thing, I find. Sometimes I'm unable to speak, so large is the lump in my throat. And later, I'm left wondering, where on earth did that well up from?


  3. Such a chain of sads and happies that make up our lives. Did you know that the chemical composition of happy tears and sad tears is markedly different?


  4. I can cry towards the end of some ridiculous old film – when Lassie gets found or the like – but tears come more difficult when real sorrow is around. I suppose the tears get buried under the emotional earthquake of real events like the death of someone close to you.


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