I don’t know if it took anyone else by surprise, but when I started clubbing and seeing Molly Meldrum out and about (the first being at sadly-departed Monkey, tripping on acid no less), it scared the absolute shit out of me. The guy still wears the hat while he’s out too.

I’m sure he’s totally harmless – after all, this is one of the international music industries finest, and I recently wrote about him as one of Australia’s most influential gay men – but he has only ever appeared before me in the most inebriated of states. Molly, if you’re reading this: "do yourself a favour", and dry out for a bit, eh?

The average clubber has nothing to fear from Mr Meldrum though – just let him and his entourage enjoy the party. And a sage word of advice: don’t even think about trying to steal his hat.