Glasgow & Strathclyde
In Lambhill Cemetery, not far from the red-brick chapel and crematorium, there is a recently filled lair. Its boundaries are marked by four words spelled out in blue flowers: SON, BROTHER, NEPHEW, UNCLE. The surface is strewn with wilted bouquets and and, at the top, a can of Rockstar has been carefully positioned, tipped on one side as if it is about to be drunk. There is no headstone as yet. But when it is erected it might well read: Here lies William Lindsay. October 2001 – October 2018. Failed By the System.