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Of Course, We Found Out Later Syd Barrett Had Mental Problems. But There Was Something So Otherworldly About Him. He Was Hovering, Like, Six Inches Above The Ground.

My Son's Full Real Name Is Duncan Zowie Haywood. As A Toddler He Was Called By His Second Name Zowie. But It Was Such An Identifiable Name During The Seventies That If I Called Him Loudly In Public Places, Everyone Would Turn To Stare, So I Started Calling Him Joey To Take The Pressure Off. It Has The Same Sound And Number Of Syllables As Zowie. And Joe Stuck For Most Of His Childhood. Now He Has Reverted To His Real Name, Duncan. Haywood Was My Father's Name.

In Order To Look Special Wearing The Chancy Unique; It Must Be Worn With Your Persona, And If The Two Don't Blend, Then The Look Becomes Pear-shaped.

Elvis Was A Major Hero Of Mine. I Was Probably Stupid Enough To Believe That Having The Same Birthday As Him Actually Meant Something.

As You Get Older, The Questions Come Down To About Two Or Three. How Long? And What Do I Do With The Time I've Got Left?