Guest fountainhall Posted March 1, 2012 Share Posted March 1, 2012 When I had just entered my teens, a London stage production of J.M. Barrie’s “Peter Pan” visited our local theatre. One of my school friends knew one of the kids playing a Lost Boy. We arranged to meet up for a snack after the show when several other young members of the company joined us. One was the cutest, funniest guy with a beautiful face and a gorgeous smile. I forgot about that meeting until a few years later. Listening to the radio I heard an infectious song by a new pop group I’d not heard of (and I knew most of those which were mushrooming almost daily at that exciting time for pop music). When I saw the group later on TV, there was something about the smallest – and cutest – member of the group that rang a bell. Eventually it clicked: “Peter Pan”. It was Davy Jones. No matter that The Monkees were a “made-for-TV” group, nor that they couldn’t sing as well as other groups. There was a kind of infectious, carefree enthusiasm about them, and they did have some great songs. I never met Davy Jones again. But I never forgot that chance encounter. Davy Jones: born 1945 – died 2012 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
