I DROVE JAMES WHITE (An extract from a forthcoming issue of Ken Bulmer's Nirvana) (Exclusive) .....his attention was (forcibly) drawn to an account of a ride which he kindly gave one James White during the Convention. He has regretted it ever since, owing to the cost of fumigating the shamrocks which persist in growing under the seat, but for the sake of keeping the record straight (which the circular from Slant is not) has asked for an independent investigation. It seems that when the struggle started at the Folies Bergere, James was thrown through a window. This caused him some pane but leaving Willis and Shaw engaged in a glass struggle he escaped the heat of the bottle via Underground. By the time he reached the Epicentre he was his normal self, but the news that he would be allowed to ride in the van brought on a reaction. He had to be forcibly restrained from poking apple cores into the radiator under the impression that the horse power wanted feeding. As it was the van laid an apple-carlotte in the morning. Of course the excitement of the Irish lads on seeing the streets of London for the first time is understandable. They tried to drive a car through Belfast last year, but the bloke who was walking in front waving a red flag got picked up as a suspected Communist. Since then the horse has had things pretty much its own way, and the situation is very stable. After it was explained to our visitors that the red lights on the roads had no significance other
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