Kirsty MacColl was killed in freak accident just before Christmas, but her final act still makes us cry

Kirsty MacColl’s death remains one of the most heartbreaking losses in modern music. Not only because she was taken at the height of her creativity, but because her final moments were spent doing what any mother would hope to do: protecting her children. Holiday in Mexico On 18 December 2000, the beloved British singer-songwriter, known for her sharp wit, soaring voice and the timeless Christmas duet ‘Fairytale of New York’, was on holiday in Cozumel, Mexico with her sons Jamie and Louis and her partner, James Knight. It was meant to be a rare break after 18 months of uninterrupted work….CONTINUE READING IN BELOW

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