Now Jimmy Tarbuck has been arrested

I don't think Layla was a particularly sexy song. He was off his head when he wrote it. You only have to listen to the ending

Gracesmum loved the P.J.Proby/London pension comment.
In the early 60s I waited outside a hotel in Wolverhampton, I had been tipped off that Adam Faith would be staying there. I was the only'fan' waiting/lurking and wonder to this day what I would have done had he noticed me....probably blushed scarlet and slunk away!

During the late sixties I was staying at the Howard Hotel in the Strand. I managed to lock myself out of my lowly little room at the top so slunk down to the reception desk looking for the night porter. I was not wearing any shoes as I had nipped out to the loo which was at the end of the corridor. Peter Noone of Herman's Hermits was just booking in (it was well after midnight.) He saw me, strode over and hissed, 'Get Lost, darlin'. I was speechless with embarrassment especially as I did not find his spotty pock-marked face in the least bit attractive.

I don't think the night porter believed me either

Yeuk!I used to like him.I once went back stage with another 15 yr old friend, in the sixties.I've forgotten the name of the group but they sang Tobacco Road?Anyway two of them grabbed us and stuck their tongues down our throats.....ran off pretty quickly

The Animals, Grannylin?

.....or Nashville Teens?

DH has just told me you're right, when.

That's it when Are they on your list!!

Anyone who can write 'Wonderful Tonight' and sing it like he did is very sexy.

No, Grannylin do you think they should be?

merlot I have always liked Peter Noone and actually he's just gone up in my estimation. The Manchester music scene was rife with gossip in the 60's/70's, but I remember people who knew him thought that he was a genuinely nice bloke who adored his girlfriend/wife. This is borne out by the fact that he's actually been married to her since 1968 when he was only twenty one. (Wonder if she's a Gransnetter?)
On the occasion you mention he obviously thought that you were a groupie and, although in this case he was mistaken, his response was a pretty decent one I think. (Embarrassing for you though. )

Well this was before 1968, ga and yes, I did realise he thought I was a groupie. Rather big headed of him given that a foyer is open to all paying hotel guests. He walked over to me, I wasn't stalking him and he certainly didn't go up in my estimation.

There seems to be no end to it. I wonder who will be next?the mind boggles!