"None of us fancied the ugly, boring pillock" said a woman who was a young teenager at the time. "We all stayed well away from him at all times. He smelled."
Police concluded that his boast of having seduced hundreds of the adoring pre-teen groupies who flocked to his dressing room was wishful thinking and pure fantasy.
"It certainly was" said a studio manager. "We couldn't stand the usesless prat, and if he'd ever have laid a finger on any of the girls, we would have shopped him instantly. But there was little risk of that; he was too timid to ever even chat to a girl - he just used to get on the bus and go home to his Mum after the show."