Twenty-nine years ago this day, everything seemed to stop. It's still difficult to believe John Lennon is gone and it's always hard to explain the profound effect someone's life and art has had on you. I know I can't, so I won't even try.

Rather than focus on the maudlin aspect of this day, I thought I would play an interview conducted by the BBC in 1965, celebrating John's abilities as a fiction writer, much to the bafflement of the interviewer.

John Lennon: “The second book was more disciplined because it was starting from scratch and they said ‘oh, you’ve got so many months to write a book in’. The first book, a lot of it I’d written at odd times during me life.”

Further evidence he came along at exactly the right time in exactly the right place.