What a heartbreaking ending to Paul Cattermole ’s story. On the brink of a comeback, with extra dates added to the reunion tour after phenomenal demand, he’s gone.
As a junior reporter on a celebrity magazine in the 2000s I was often around pop stars like S Club 7. Bright-eyed young wannabes who couldn’t believe their luck, living out their wildest dreams, convinced their current situation would last for ever.
Back then we all happily bought – literally – into the idea that There Ain’t No Party Like An S Club Party, but no one thought about who was going to do the tidying up, and soothe the sore heads, the morning after.