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Tuesday, 9 April 2013

2, Strathearn Place: Flat 1.

...speaking of which, a small interlude before we get back to Lizzie.

It's probably no exaggeration to say that, one way or another, the course of popular culture changed in these fairly non-descript rooms (or, at least, that John, George, Pattie and Cyn got totally dosed, dudes and...err...dudettes).
For here it "twas" that the aforementioned quartet attended a dinner party in the summer of 1965 thrown by dentist to the stars John Riley, and, one way or another, ended up ingesting the dreaded lysergic for the very first time.
Apparently Riley always disputed the standard version of events (ie that he slipped it in the coffee without their knowledge), telling friends that his guests had "got the wrong end of the stick" about what really happened that night.
Of course, the usual renovation has occurred in the intervening years, so the decor is different, but, nevertheless, this is where it began:


  1. I believe RIley's surgery was in Edgeware Road - a short walk away.

  2. Thanks for posting the scene of the event. I wonder if Riley claimed they got the story wrong to save his skin? Are you implying he did not "slip" it in their coffee but they knew they were taking it? I wonder if he also denies he wanted them to stay for a wild and crazy type of party, as Lennon claims, which they were not interested in.