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DAVID JONES

The Monkees Annual. 1967. Century 21 Publishing Ltd., England. Trademark Screen Gems Inc.; Raybert Productions.

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    Real name  David T. Jones (The T's for Thomas but I don't go on about it.)
    Birthplace  Manchester.
    Height  5 feet 3 inches standing up. Much taller sitting down.
    Weight  8 stone 8 lb. That'll be 4s. 6d. and a bargain.
    Eyes  Two. Brown.
    Hair  Brown. You can count it if you like.
    Father's name  Harry. Er...Jones.
    Sisters' names  Lynda, Hazel and Beryl.
    Present home  Oh, that glamorous place-- swimming pools, bowls and things. Hollyberry? Hollytree? Hollywood!
    Where educated  Could I have notice of that question, please? (Varna Secondary Modern, Higher Openshaw, Manchester.)
    Started  in show biz  Fifteen.
    First professional Appearance  BBC radio programme 'Morning Story'. Had a very good alarm clock at the time.
    
    Biggest break  Part of the Artful Dogger in 'Oliver'. No cracks, please. I've heard 'em all.
    TV debut  BBC 'June Evening'. First edition of 'Z Cars' in 1962. And oh, Ena Sharples' nephew in 'Coronation Street'. 
    You'll never stop her! 'Ben Casey' and 'Farmer's Daughter' over here.
    
  Hey, you haven't asked me, so I'll tell you. I got a part in 'This Happy Land' on BBC--the largest part for a teenage 
    boy written for radio--and me, only small! Did someone mention my head?
    Former occupation  Trainee jockey--but the horse got smaller!
    Hobbies  Cars, motor bikes and designing my own suits. Like 'em with colorful linings.
    Favourite colour  Blue.
    Favourite actress  Ursula Andress.
    Favourite singer  Ursula Andress. Oh, sorry, Tony Newley.
    Favourite group  Ursula Andress. Did you call? Oh, the Beatles.
    Dislikes  American shirts.
    Likes  Cuff-links. My ring--white gold with a black star sapphire and diamonds. Lock that door, would you please? 
    Oh, and my bed. It's circular...Oh, you've heard about that, have you?
    Personal ambition  To be a millionaire. I'd like to be able to help people, give 'em surprise dinners on me, hand out 
    ten thousand pounds to people who've had a hard time. It's a great feeling, having money, because we didn't have a lot back 
    home. We had happiness, though, and that's what counts. Guess a million dollars wouldn't pay my father back for all he's done 
    for me. Sit down again. I'll tell you my life story. Don't worry about the other three. They haven't lived! Oh...all right, then.
    Can I go now, please?