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  <title>Janey has lots of fans....</title>
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  <description>&quot;She was smart and sexy. One of the most charming young women I ever met.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--guess who...?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 10:40:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Brian and John in early 1965</title>
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  <description>This is from an interview with Ken Partridge, an interior decorator and a friend of Brian&apos;s. He did the decorating for Kenwood and also for Brian&apos;s house on Chapel Street....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I was doing John Lennon&apos;s house sometimes I&apos;d spend all day down there and occasionally John would say &quot;how&apos;s Ep doing? I heard there was a party there and he didn&apos;t invite me.&quot; Then I&apos;d come back to London in the evening and Brian would ring me to say, &quot;What happened down there today? Did John talk about me?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d say, &quot;Well, matter of fact, no, he didn&apos;t mention you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, that&apos;s odd.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to be rather jealous of the fact that I was down there.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 07:45:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I just can&apos;t accept that he was gay&quot;</title>
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  <description>A story from Vera Brown, who knew Brian back in Liverpool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;We&apos;d been to the Knotty Ash Club for my sister&apos;s engagement [party]. The Beatles had played there, along with Rory [Storm] and a few other groups. Afterwards, as usual, we all went back to the house and Brian came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you saw the Beatles at my mother&apos;s they were just a scruffy bunch of boys. And who&apos;d look at them? I wouldn&apos;t bother with them but then Brian stood out and Brian looked like the real thing. He was handsome. He was tall. He was immaculate. That&apos;s why I let Brian get behind the bar with me and help me serve the drinks. He was the best of the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were just behind the bar when Elvis came on, &quot;Heartbreak Hotel.&quot; He loved it, I loved it, and we started dancing. There wasn&apos;t much room. You know, you could go two steps forward, three steps back and that&apos;s it. So we sort of got a bit close and everyone was laughing at us, saying, like, &quot;what&apos;s going on?&quot; And we got pretty close but I wasn&apos;t surprised by the way he was acting towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were dancing and kissing at the same time. He was probably one of the sexiest fellas I had ever met. People say, &quot;Oh well, Brian was gay,&quot; but he wasn&apos;t very gay with me. He was just like any other man and more. He was easy-going and funny. He&apos;d make you laugh and he could dance. You know he could move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he was pretty fresh. In a house where people are looking at you it&apos;s not like a club with all the lights out and people tend to be aware of others but Brian wasn&apos;t that bothered. He was interested and he showed it. Maybe he&apos;d had a bit too much to drink. I don&apos;t know. But I can&apos;t say that because I met Brian afterwards and he was still interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s hard for me to believe Brian was gay. I think if I had been free and if I&apos;d seen more of Brian I think we could have got serious. I think he was all man. I just can&apos;t accept that he was gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shop Brian seemed like a man, like your dad shouting at you and superior. He had an attitude of superiority. But later on I discovered he was just like any other man. I thought he was a very passionate, loving person. So if there&apos;s a third person involved--this gay person--I just say he&apos;s one hell of a man to be able to please everybody. You know, he was just unique. That&apos;s all I can say.&quot;</description>
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