To the rock-'n'-roll set of London's lesser nobility, there is no more dashing, madcap wag than the Hon. Antony Patrick Andrew Cairnes Berkeley Moynihan. Last year 20-year-old Tony Moynihan left his cult of juvenile admirers behind, departed for Australia where he said he would take up sheep farming.
With Tony gone, things were pretty dull. Without the Moynihan flair, his merry circle of Mayfair friends were reduced to such joyless pleasures as dropping Coke bottles from party windows and wishing wanly that Tony would return. Last week Tony indeed came back.
To celebrate the event, and to exploit its publicity potentialities, the management...
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