I was going through a pile of old books and found a copy of Tom Hibbert's brilliant 'Who The Hell...' book, a collection of those pieces he used to write for Q back in the day. Flicking through it was a nostalgic experience, for the late 80s early 90s. When we - and I am assuming many of us here were Q readers - were exercised by the likes of Jeffrey Archer, Sam Fox, Jeremy Beadle, Keith Floyd, Edwina Currie, Chris Eubank, uh, Mr Blobby and so on.
Some of the pieces are in hindsight, rather poignant. There's a rather tragic George Best, the baby-faced Gazza, the obscenely merry Gary Glitter, a lovely piece on Dennis Potter and the very strange Lord Sutch. Then there are some preposterous egos - Ringo Starr, David Icke, Eddie The Eagle, Chuck Berry... all captured with superb prose, puckish wit and deliciously irreverent cheekiness. I couldn't think of many writers now who can match him, outside of the Word, naturally, which I would have considered his natural home along with the rest of the gang.

But - where is Tom Hibbert now? I read some quotes around the time Smash Hits folded when as 'Pop's Mr Smartypants', he offered a few choice memories of the time, but since then, I've found nothing. Anyone know what he's up to?