From Kenny Denton's memoir "There Ain't No Rules In Rock n Roll"

In the mid to late 70s, should you have been working at the legendary studio De Lane Lee/CTS in Wembley after 5.30pm or on weekends, you would be greeted at the front desk by the security guard known as Albert Agras. Albert was a wonderful likeable person with large cartoon type characteristics; highlighted with a nose that was a similar shape, but twice the size of the actor Karl Malden.

Albert was a compulsive gambler and believed he was truly a master orator and a true oracle on the universe and all within it.

Should the last session finish before midnight he would head directly to the Victoria Casino in London, and mostly lose whatever money he had. On one rare occasion he had a large win. On returning to his home at around 2am, Albert awoke his wife to tell he ...