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When Llewellyn suggested that it needed “more window-dressing to bring the Arabs in”, Lownes responded my making him the club’s “social secretary”. “Double the salary.” According to Llewellyn, his job description was “to sit at a table, drink a lot of claret, eat a lot and have a simply lovely time”.

Though he subsequently left the Clermont and opened Tokyo Joe’s in Piccadilly and Wedgies on the King’s Road (eventually resigning from both, “exhausted”), he continued to live the onerous life of a Mayfair boulevardier into the 21st century.

David St Vincent Llewellyn was born at Aberdare on April 2 1946, followed, 18 months later, by his brother.

Their family were Monmouthshire yeomanry who found coal under the farm in the 19th century and then wangled a Lloyd George baronetcy.

He once described himself as a “a kind of upper-class redcoat” who “earned his living out of being Dai Llewellyn”.

In practice this seemed to involve a bit of PR work, organising the odd celebrity party, and a lot of schmoozing of rich toffs in jet-set nightclubs such as Tramp and Annabel’s.

After succeeding in the baronetcy on the death of his father in 1999, Dai Llewellyn bought a house at Aberbeeg, near Abertillery, and briefly flirted with the idea of returning to his roots and becoming a respectable pillar of Welsh society.

There he lost his virginity to an older, American woman “who smelt so disgusting that it put me off doing it again for several months”.

It was Nigel Dempster, in the early 1970s, who first noticed Llewellyn’s impressive track record in the bedroom and elevated him to the status of gossip column fixture: “There was no Aids or anything — it was a marvellous time,” Llewellyn reminisced.

Quite what Sir Harry Llewellyn made of his son’s chosen career is not recorded.

After Aix, Llewellyn got a salesman’s job with Qantas, ran a travel agency in Cardiff and moved for a while into advertising.

Then, in the late 1960s, he was invited to lunch by Victor Lownes, who ran the Playboy Club and had recently bought the Clermont casino from John Aspinall and wanted Llewellyn’s advice.While Dai admitted that his father would probably have preferred him to be “slightly more sensible”, he felt that his parents were at least relieved that he had not turned out to be a “pansy”.