She says: "He was the best lover. I mean, he was the absolute best. He lived in the attic on the top floor of the house. He had speakers on either side of his pillows, and when you laid in bed, you were immersed in this wall of sound. He used to make this sexy blowing noise in my ear... He was very uninhibited, physically and sexually free, and in touch with his body. He used to play an album by the Hollies all the time, and now, whenever I hear that song Hey, Carrie Anne, I think of him."