Leggy Mountbatten was one of The Rutles earliest managers. He is said to be the one who paved their sidewalk to fame.
As a child, Leggy was never allowed to play with the other little boys. His father was such a snob that he wore a pair of swimming trunks in the bath tub, in order to avoid looking down on the unemployed.
In later childhood, he became very interested in boys and played a role in many youth clubs and boy scout groups.
Before the Rutles
Leggy lost a leg whilst serving in the RAF in the closing overs of World War II. After returning home, confused and bewildered, he began hopping around Liverpool.
Meet[ing] the Rutles
In early 1961, the Rutles started playing at The Cavern, Liverpool and had had mild success. One cold day in October, Leggy Mountbatten, by now a chemist residing in Bolton, walked in to their lives. This, for The Rutles, was the turning point. Or would have been but for later more important turning points.
His first meeting with the band took place in a dark cellar, whereupon the group agreed to let him manage them. Leggy's mother recalled that Leggy did not care for their music, but was very impressed by their trousers.
Later that month, Leggy was busy hopping around London, trying to sell their tapes to any interested parties in the music business. Archie Macaw recalled the day he first encountered Leggy:
"...He'd been to see virtually everyone in the business, [and] had been shown the door. He asked to see my door, but I wouldn't show it to him. Instead, he showed me the photographs and tapes of the Rutles... They had something... I think it was the trousers."
Dick Jaws, an unemployed music publisher, signed them up for the rest of their lives with no exclusion clauses. A first for the music industry at the time. He would later recall that he knew they were worth the loss once the buying public had seen their trousers.
Leggy would later write of all of this in his autobiography A Cellar Full of Goys, detailing their meteoric yet painfully slow rise to fame as they rode the ferry across the Mersey to a place of heart ache. Leggy put them into suits, he put them into a recording studio, and he put them into the newspapers. His place in music history was assured.
Leaving the Rutles
In August 1967, Leggy, tired and despondent over the weekend and unable to raise any friends, went home and accepted a teaching post in Australia.