“I had her cornered against the art nouveau ironwork of the lift shaft and didn’t see how she could refuse. Actually, although I didn’t realise it at the time, she used the classic evasion.‘I’d love to,’ she said, ‘but I’ll have to ask Humph.’My chance came a month or two later.‘Grand Jazz Band Ball’, said the Melody Maker’s advertising column. ‘Fully licensed – Cy Laurie’s Jazz Band – Eel Pie Island.’I hadn’t heard Cy Laurie at that time, but I liked the sound of Eel Pie Island. It seemed to go... with ‘Gut Bucket’ or ‘Honky Tonk’. It had the right feel to it. I found it with some difficulty. It not only sounded right. It looked right too.Nowadays there is a bridge, but at that time one pulled oneself across in a leaking boat attached to a rope and pulley. The island is on the Thames near Richmond. Among long grass and luxuriant weeds, decaying weather-board bungalows rot silently and in the centre of the island is a large Tennessee Williams hotel.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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