His was the era of lads’ mags and living it large, when sexual conquests were worn as badges of honour and being a prolific shagger was a mark of social status. Thankfully today with all the awareness and the #metoo movement, men know better than to think anything goes.
Years ago he bashed past me at an Edinburgh Fringe venue where he was doing a show in one of the performance spaces. He was completely out of it and slavering so I guess he was at the height of his heroin addiction. I just remember thinking how creepy he looked and was wondering what young women saw in him as he was so yucky with his greasy unkempt hair and skinny trousers. He was never funny, Jimmy Carr isn’t either.