Terry de Havilland was the Man on the King’s Road in the Seventies. He shod Marianne Faithfull, Bianca Jagger, Jackie O, Bowie. Until his notoriously mental parties, that lasted for weeks, became his undoing.

He went bust several times in the Eighties, acquiring ‘the most expensive nose in the world.’ Post 1996 is still a blur memory-wise, ‘because of the acid.’ He isn't a man to beat about the bush. 

On Christmas Eve 2001, he had a heart attack. 'And it was a wake-up call. There were more of my shoes in museums than on people's feet. We were being ripped off everywhere, and we were fed up. We got a call one day saying: 'Congratulations on doing the shoes for Miu Miu!' They'd copied us. You know, people are meant to pay homage.'

So, in 2002 he popped up from the drugs rabbit hole to say hello and reclaim his throne, with the support of Sienna Miller, Pixie Geldof and Anna Friel. But he mysteriously vanished once again.

Now, he’s back, at the grand old age of 75. Last month’s Carnaby St pop-up launch drew an insane guest list, including HRH Kate Moss, Sadie Frost and Noel Gallagher.

Against a backdrop of monochrome seventies stills, the shoes are redolent of what Edie Sedgwick might have worn had she ever attended a Mardi Gras. They’re pure shoe porn, with prints so psychedelic they may well hurt your eyes. The inaugral Margaux three-tiered wedges have been re-imagined in gold snakeskin. Want.

'Everything's 50 shades of bloody grey,' laments Terry. 'We need colour. We need an antidote to this weather, to this attitude!' Yeah!

The pop-up shop closes in mid-July. We’ll see you there.