Above -One of my first TV Shows…Babylon 3rd Band
Below- The Race. my 2nd band at The Marquee.
Pics from Early Days singing at The Marquee Club in Soho. TV dates in Europe, Germany etc. a night in a posh hotel, cars to studios, out in Fancy Restaraunts, meeting the famous, then back to the slums.. it all felt very weird and discombobulating, as if I were transported to a strange and other reality.
Home was W2, between Paddington and North Kensington, at that time, a warren of crumbling houses, divided into flats and rooms, and known as a Slum. But it was home, and most of the community were wonderful..
EXTRACT from The Singers Tale
‘In those days, young men and women came to the City, up or down, from small towns and villages, from Scotland, Ireland and Wales, women working as secretaries or in the department stores, young men and women in Banks and City firms, Clerks, Nurses, Mechanics, Teachers, Waiters and washer uppers, students in the University Colleges, Art School, Drama, Dance and Fashion, all with dreams of the gold lurking under foot, love, fame or fortune.
Families came from far away, invited by our Government! Making up the workforce, The West Indies, India… and we all know how that story, and how Governments, before and since, have blood on their hands.
‘In the early 1960s you could rent a room or share a flat in the peeling white Stucco streets of Kensington, Paddington, Gloucester Road around the Chelsea Squares, Battersea and the leafy reaches of Hammersmith and Fulham. Bed – sits, in ram-shackled houses, basement flats in Queensway or Notting Hill.’ Outside Lavatory, paper thin walls, where landlords hastily divided rooms in order to double the cash.’