I do indeed recall a very nice Morgan in Queens Gardens! They weren't that common at the time - or now for that matter - and it did stand out. We lived at no. 57, in a bedsit on the ground floor back. Before that, we lived in Westbourne Grove Terrace, in a block of bedsits owned by Michael Winner's father, a property owner and developer. Just down the cul-de-sac from us was Dave Dee, of Dozy, Beaky, etc. fame.

Across the road from the Redan, on the opposite corner, was a block of '30s flats with balconies. John Mayall lived on an upper-floor corner flat and could regularly be seen lowering his amps and gear down by rope to the old blue Transit van parked below. Just down from the flats, in Queensway proper, was the very first coin-operated launderette in Britain - and it's still there. We used to do our washing there on a Wednesday evening, after work, and drummer and singer Ray Ellington would often be sat next to us, reading the Evening Standards, while his smalls went round and round. His underpants had "RE" embroidered on them!

The Redan, of course was the then home of Diz Disley - the landlord (Johnny Watkins) was an ex-singer and guitarist employed by the Tito Burns agency - and Diz would often come down and sit in with us for the hell of it.

I also recall seeing Mike Absalom at the Holy Ground - sometimes with Jo-Ann Kelly. And as for John Martyn, he was extremely unpleasant on many occasions. He was singing Jelly Roll Morton's "Winin' Boy" at the Cousins one night and announced, in a very smug and knowing way, that "winin' really means FUCKING! Yes - FUCKING!" One of my mates who was a drummer and of tough Cypriot descent, went up to Martyn and whispered in his ear. Don't know what he said but it quietened him down a bit... Nevertheless, annoying as he was, he was a fine guitar player!