Max Bygraves's gentle comedy and music had a prominent place in my household in my childhood. To me you might as well of come from outta space but made mum and dad very happy.
Like a lot of parents of the pre-baby boomer generation he provided a resassuring presence in a world full of long or spikey haired layabouts shouting into a microphone.
Max had no need to swear or tell blues jokes when the missus was watching, he wasn't on drugs or had three girlfriends.You could here all the words of the songs and at least you could understand his humour and stories unlike all that Monty Python stuff or arty farty plays the BBC would transmit.
Also it would be ironic if it rained at his funeral.