Well his manager in latter days Sandy Glennon was not noted for his sobriety either. I was with him in his car when he got stopped and breathalysed on the way back from a wee soiree at Cliff Aungier's flat after an evening at The Dungeon Club in Tower Bridge road. We were taken to the police station, and eventually the police released him, but gave the car keys to me as he wasn't fit to drive. I drove him back to his flat in Beaufort Street Chelsea, where he thanked me, took his car keys back, and left me to find my own way home to Richmond upon Thames. This was at 3AM, I was not a happy bunny I can tell you, but i was younger and fitter then.
Giok ¦¬]