Way back in the summer o' '67, had you made your way to St George's Hill and utilised the naughty knocker at Kenwood, this might have been what shambled forth as a result - a fabulously dishevelled John, resplendent in dressing gown, talisman and norralot else.
A colour shot of the caravan from around the same time:
George outside Kinfauns, engaged in 'graphs:
Mr Starkey at the front door of dear old Sunny Heights, likewise:
I've stitched the following further Sunny ones together (each is a composite of 2 separate photos, fact fans) to provide a wider perspective. The upper floor here was home to the Den, where the Fabs did frequently hang:
No idea who took the black and white ones, but should you ever happen to read this then please do get in touch for a credit - I'd like to hear the story behind them. Thanks also to Joe Baiardi for passing on the colour caravan shot.
Totally fab photos, as always! Now, I have a complaint: dear universe, why is it that every time I went to Kenwood John was fully dressed? I NEEDED to see him like that!
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