There was a coffee bar opposite the Elite on Parliament Street in the '60's which was our Saturday morning haunt. I can't remember the name but it was suitably Italian. One day Susan Maugham walked in followed by some scruffy hangers on. It was OK most other days, though. We sat in the back room and drank Russian tea to show that we were really trendy. The latest hits would be on the juke box but, I'm happy to be able to say, never 'Bobby's Girl'. Anyone else remember it and the name?