‘I certainly don’t have any aspirations to live to seventy,’ Freddie Mercury once said after wowing Australian and New Zealand audiences for the first time in his thirtieth year. ‘It would be so boring.’
Well, yes it would, if you put it like that, and no he didn’t.
The rock group Queen’s playful frontman was as dead as a doornail at forty-five.
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