"She was very much more ladylike than Anita. I think she was a debutante. She was certainly very well-mannered. There was nothing of the street kid about her, she was simply very pretty and very quiet."
— Mim Scala on Suki
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"She was very much more ladylike than Anita. I think she was a debutante. She was certainly very well-mannered. There was nothing of the street kid about her, she was simply very pretty and very quiet."
— Mim Scala on Suki
"Towards the end of Brian’s life Suki was not his regular girl friend. He would see her when he felt like it, Suki was a serious girl and wanted a more substantial relationship, she found it with Bob Ho heir to the Ho Casino fortune in Macau. Who she married. Sadly they both died when he crashed his car in the south of France."
— Mim Scala about Suki and Brian's relationship on a Facebook comment (he was friends with them)
"She was unlucky. But if you put it another way, she did survive the crash that killed Tara. Suki was a class act, a very beautiful girl who really loved Brian - she used to hang in there, and really cared about him."
— Mim Scala on Suki
"She was a quiet, mysterious girl"
— Mim Scala on Suki
"Diary Of A Teddy Boy" by Mim Scala A Memoir of the Long Stixties
To anyone interested, it's possible to read an extract of the book mentioned above online. He is telling his times and adventures with his agency but this piece, fortunately, focus on Brian. In the original source, it starts a bit before this. As long as I can't include a read more, I will only post a brief version of it:
"This plus the fact that the Stones were busy recording their album, and dealing with the internal hustles of the Brian conflict. This made scheduling very touch and go. [...]
[...] Well, I cared passionately about the very few days that we had left to shoot the Rolling Stones. Their six days started today and if we didn't use them we would have to pay penalties and we could even miss the recording of the song, Sympathy for the Devil. Godard was persuaded eventually, to fly back to London Fortunately the Stones had decided to record late so all was well, except for Brian Jones. He had been in a drug-induced depression for some weeks now. He was also due to be tried by jury for a recent drug bust. His answer to the problem of being ostracised from the band, and watching things being done without him, was to go for the drugs and booze. He would sleep wherever he would find himself. Which was more often than not in the back of his Bentley, usually guarded by the Stones driver Tom Kylock [sic]. I noticed that Brian's fingers and hands were blotchy and swollen a lot of the time. It was so sad to see this brilliant musician struggling to do things that he had been master of only months before.
[...] Brian had taken to coming back to my office, where he would sleep for hours on end on my Thea Porta cushions, his diet seemed to consisted solely of drugs and pork pies which his faithful driver would dutifully deliver with the obligatory bottle of HP sauce. The film was running over budget, and time was running out. [...] I arrived with Brian who had been sleeping in my office, he was not in good shape and he had had a row with Mick and Keith. [...] It was awful witnessing the decline of Brian, I really felt for him. He was on his own. It was time for action. The filming of what is arguably the greatest rock and roll track ever recorded got under way. [...] Brian's guitar solo screeched into the track, while Keith's riffs crashed "Allow me to introduce myself" sang Mick, and around and around roved the camera, to the thump of Charlie's samba backbeat. [...]
I reckon Jean Luc must have had his mind blown, to be made to work in the middle of a loud, live rendition of that song was some serious initiation into the world of Rock and Roll. [...] Brian was not happy he felt that he had not contributed to the track, it is possible that Brian’s guitar was not even on the track "Get me out of here Mim." Brian asked. I took him outside. We watched the firefighter's for a while, then walked together over Hammersmith Bridge with Brian's faithful chauffeur following a discrete distance behind. Eventually we jumped into the Bentley".