Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll Page #5

And who hands Sweet Gene

his guitar that night outside the hotel?

A 1 4-year-old Marc Bolan,

who marries Pink Floyd's

management secretary,

who signs me to Stiff Records.

Shake my hand.

You're only five steps away

from greatness.

-Stiff?

-Stiff, yeah.

Their motto is "If it ain't Stiff,

it ain't worth a f***!"

How's school?

Headmistress is a bit of

a stuck-up old cow.

Oi, language, bit of respect.

Education's important.

Delacroix, French, Frenchman he was,

painter, he said,

"Inspiration is getting to our studies

at 9 a.m."

Go on, hit it.

You know

what I'm talking about,

you barely said two words

to the woman.

-You can't treat people like that.

-Don't give me that load of old bollock.

Bet and I have got

a special relationship.

Exactly, she's your wife.

Yeah, based on love and trust

and understanding.

What, and taking the piss?

You were really f***ing rude, Ian.

It was the past, all right?

It's a separate existence.

Anyway, I asked you to marry me,

you keep saying no.

This isn't a joke.

You've got children.

You are never gonna be separate.

Do you understand that?

Excuse me,

I'm trying to sleep.

# My old man

was fairly handsome

# Later on he drove a Roller

# Chauffeuring for foreign men

Daddy!

# Perhaps he had to keep his distance

# My old man was fairly handsome

You all right, boy?

Come on.

Boxers always touch themselves

on the side of the face to remind them

to keep their guard up.

That's it. Move your feet, come on.

Move your feet, move about.

That's it. Keep moving about.

You're too square on.

Move around the side.

Good, orthodox, lovely.

All them southpaws

should be buried at birth.

Where are you going?

That's it, stand up. All right.

Now move about, on the balls

of your feet if you can.

That's it. Plenty of that.

Plenty of leg movement.

When you're ready,

I want you to take a swing at me.

All right? Give me your best shot.

Come on.

All the best, mate, from your son.

Turtle! Turtle! Turtle! Turtle!

What's all this?

You have to get up on your own.

That's the rule here, isn't it,

children?

Yes, Mr Hargreaves.

I'm not staying here.

My daddy's coming to take me away.

Oh, your daddy, eh? Good for you.

Shape up.

You got to be brave, all right?

No one's taking liberties with you, boy.

Give me your best shot, come on.

All right?

No, you gotta stand on your own.

All right.

All right. Well done, son. You did good.

But no one out there is gonna help you.

Now that's seems harsh, I know,

but you're born on your own,

you die on your own.

And in between,

you earn your own respect.

Never give up, never.

And never step into a dead man's

shoes. You know what that means?

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