GOD BLESS THE PERSON WHO SCANNED THIS. I’ve seen this on ebay a few times but haven’t been able to get a copy.
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Fabulous Magazine, April 9th 1966
Something along the lines of “ittle wittle baby Keefy” might have just gone through my head
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His delight at co-owning a Bentley was such that he was forever inviting fellow celebrity friends to come and admire it. On one occasion at the Scotch of St. James he insisted on borrowing the keys to do so. Reluctantly John Wolff lent them, with strict instructions not to drive. ‘He came back rather sheepishly about half an hour later and gave me the keys back,’ recalls Wolff in a story confirmed by Entwistle. ‘By that time he’d wiped out a Porsche and an Aston Martin, someone else’s Bentley and a Jaguar, coming out of the very confined space outside the Scotch. He ripped half the undercarriage on the little narrowing bollards on the entrance to the St. James’s Yard there, pulled out and smashed across the road and left the car up on the side of the road. I was pissed off ‘cos it was then surrounded by police and I was the one accused of putting it there. Every time we went back to the Scotch after that there were people queuing up to get their money. I had to keep changing my wig!’
From Tony Fletcher’s “Moon”
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