We walked up from Highgate tube station, past the village and past a distant scrum of people and a TV crew. We realised that we were walking past George Michael's house and the mourners that had gathered to pay their respects.
The cemetery was beautiful; the winter sun illuminated the trees, the ivy and the gravestones.
On the way back, a young girl asked us the way to the tube station. 'I have come from Denmark to visit George Michael's house', she told us.
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