Well this book is pretty good anyway, you recall reading about the rough and tumble teddy boy gang that John Lennon used to head and how John and Paul wrote a bunch of songs on an empty top deck of a double decker bus. Now THOSE were the days, it would have been so cool to be present during that magical bus journey, nay even to have seen the very bus they rode, or to gaze upon the toupee of the bus driver who no doubt could hear them up there making what he would probably have called an AWFUL RACKET, little did he know that one day-
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