Pattie Boyd is sick of being called a muse: “What have I done to inspire George Harrison?”
The sixties in London were a time of miniskirts signed by Mary Quant, and of youth, color and freedom up and down Carnaby Street, King’s Road and Kengsinton; of beatles, who’s, kinks Y stones; of Michael Caine behind the wheel of a 600 and David Hemmings in white pants and holding a camera; of protests, … Read more