Keith Richard's father, smoker of St.Bruno....

"...and then he arrived. And out got this little old bloke. We looked at each other and he said, "Hello, son." He was completely different. It was a shock to see him. Bandy legs, limping a bit with his war wound. It was like looking at some old rascal; he looked like a retired pirate. What twenty years can do! Silver curly locks, an amazing combo of gray sideburns with mustache. He always had one.



This was not my dad. I didn't expect him to be the same as I had left him, a sturdy middle-aged chap, stocky, well built. But he was a completely different person. "Hello, son." "Dad." That breaks the ice, I can tell you. Bert walked away a little bit at one point, and Gary Schultz tells me that I said to him, "You never knew I was the son of Popeye, did you?" So it was "Come in, Dad." And once he was in, couldn't get rid of him. Still a pipe man, smoking St. Bruno flake, the same dark tobacco I remember as a kid."



- Keith Richards

"Keith Richards admits ingesting all manner of substances in his time. But none quite as bizarre as he reveals in his latest confession: he snorted his father's ashes.

In a wide-ranging interview published today, the 63-year-old veteran of tequila breakfasts and drug marathons described how he once sampled his father's ashes mixed with cocaine. "The strangest thing I've tried to snort? My father. I snorted my father," he told NME magazine.



"He was cremated and I couldn't resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn't have cared, he didn't give a shite. It went down pretty well, and I'm still alive."



Bert Richards died five years ago at the age of 84. He had been a factory labourer and wounded in the second world war."