I was at Paul's house, and he was being very high-handed and getting on my nerves, so I went down to the cellar- where the toilets were- to get away from the situation. I heard a car draw up on the gravel drive and then someone coming down the stairs. It was John Lennon.
"Hello, John," I said.
"Hello John," he replied.
So which of us was John? Perhaps we both were.