The curse of adolescent acne...

A correspondent takes me to task for my previous post ‘Sex and Drugs and Rock ‘n’ Roll’, where I explained my limited access to alcohol and drugs in the 1960s, but not to sex. Ah well, in my adolescence I did suffer from severe acne, and such girl-talk as I have been privy to leads me to believe that spots were quite an effective anti-aphrodisiac.

I tried all sorts of remedies at the time including sulphur tablets. These had the unfortunate anti-social consequence of producing rather unpleasant ‘wind’. I recall on one occasion I was with the other members of the band in our Transit Van driving through Acton High-Street. I was unable to control a sudden pressure build-up, and the effect in that confined space was staggeringly awful. The van came to a screeching halt diagonally across the road, the doors were flung open, and my comrades exited the vehicle in all directions. The most upsetting thing was that the tablets had absolutely no affect at all on the incidence of spots...