Now, Max is the man with the magic. There are more tricks up his sleeve than we’ve all had hot dinners. But there’s one trick he’s never attempted. We called it ‘The Maclad laughs’. Inspired no doubt by a Syd Barrett song, our long lost moustachioed biker boy Jezzer kept baby terrapins in his room in a tank. Of a night, however, he would allegedly allow them out to crawl all over his stringy, giggling, naked body. I’d like to think that it was the result of all the drink he sipped through that carefully groomed tash, but give me a rabbit out of a hat anytime.