Finally someone whom I've heard of has died. It'll be Rod Hull next.
A formative part of my childhood too. Like most people, I've repressed the Naked Jungle (which was as close as we Brits got as a national to the individual shock of turning on a random German TV channel after 11pm, which pretty much guaranteed an out-of-context display of curly love gardens). Bonus points though for pissing off the Daily Mail, who couldn't handle Keith's hat-concealed cock. He probably wouldn't have wanted them to.
You couldn't surpass Cheggers Plays Pop.