Here is what I wrote about Cynthia's book:
I was pleased to hear that Cynthia was writing a second autobiography. Her first had been almost sycophantic in tone regarding John and Yoko, was completely incorrect in its view of the local music scene and contained some rather naive poems. She also serialised her story some years ago in one of those celebrity magazines. At last, I thought, she may finally give vent to her feelings and tell it like it really was. The only problem would be if a professional biographer had helped to ghost write it for her. When this happens, these writers tend to exaggerate real events and concentrate on scandal and sensationalism, aiming for lucrative tabloid newspaper serialisation. I'd always looked on Cynthia as the Candide of the Beatles story, the girl who was left weeping on the platform as John, the Beatles and friends drew away from her on the train to Bangor. The tearful girl who the steward's wouldn't let back into the hotel when she was with the Beatles in Miami, until the girl fans of the Beatles came to her aid. She always seemed so vulnerable.
Early on she begins, "After my marriage to John fell apart I tried to escape the world of celebrity and the Lennon label by going off to find my own life." Cynthia might have escaped the attention if she adopted the usual form when a person remarries: dropping the first husband's surname and adopting that of the new husband. Cynthia's names have been Cynthia Powell, Cynthia Lennon, Cynthia Bassanini, Cynthia Twist and now Cynthia Charles but she chose to re-adopt the Lennon name after John's death, which upset John's Aunt Mimi. How could she "escape the Lennon label" if she began calling herself Lennon again?
However, good luck to her in this, I say, nothing wrong with that, it's obviously been of similar benefit to Bianca Jagger. Actually, I sympathise with her because it has been impossible for her to escape the Lennon legend and she has as much right as Yoko in revealing her love for one of the world's most-beloved musicians. Interesting, though, that although Yoko called herself Yoko Ono Lennon when she was married to John, she has since ditched the Lennon surname.
My first memory of Cynthia was of a young girl with mousey hair in the playground of the Junior Art School in Gambier Terrace. When she eventually enrolled at the College of Art, she was transformed into a blonde by her love of John, who was obsessed by Brigitte Bardot at the time.
On recalling the first occasion she and John made love she says it was at "Stuart's place