Malcolm McLaren: why I gave up wine tasting for art — theguardian.com

When I offered to fetch or make a cup of coffee for a busy Malcolm McLaren – he had a phone to each ear – in 1984 he replied: "Milk, no sugar, no bromide, no dandelion." Then let out one of his distinctive, lengthy guffaws. It was years before I figured what he'd meant by "no dandelion" (Vivienne Westwood apparently often sent him out at night on to Clapham Common to find dandelion for her dandelion root coffees), but he did personally explain his "no bromide" request.

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