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Two things I realised as I started keyboard-jabbing this mother: 1) The name John Hughes probably didn’t mean a lot to everyone, 2) I’m not sure that John Hughes meant a lot to me. Nonetheless on seeing the news he had died, displayed on a small square of BBC floating above my muesli this morning, I felt a bit sad. I’m not sure why. He was only 59, maybe that’s