I met Dylan first when I was asked to look after his wife who was expecting her first baby – they had just come to Laugharne from the Chelsea set in London & it must have been about 1937–1938 – from conversation with her, a flashingly attractive Titian-blonde who obviously had led a rather fast […]
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