The owner of the Good Times had done a great job - completely refurbishing the pub's interior. With the result that now there were not only posters of pop stars and singers - there was a giant one of the Beatles with their guru and - one of Julie Christie swinging a Union Jack shopping bag - but also adverts for Smirnoff and cigarettes, with mountain streams flowing in super-saturated colours, the night skylines of famous cities glowing like something out of a fairy tale. Smart cocktails were being served and a starry sky had been painted, twinkling away on the blue-domed ceiling. New chairs had been brought in that were shaped like artists' palettes and the fabulous chrome counter had - or so it was claimed - been imported from America. There was a cardboard effigy of John Fitzgerald Kennedy, with a glinting star leapfrogging off his pearly teeth.