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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.Their father, Sir Harry Llewellyn, 3rd Bt, would win a gold medal for showjumping at the 1952 Olympics on his horse Foxhunter.

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In later life, however, he admitted that time and the accretion of several stones in superfluous body fat were taking their toll on his technique: “At my age and weight, it’s taking me about a month to laugh the ladies into bed.” Quite what Llewellyn did by way of a career was never entirely clear.

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.

Sir Dai Llewellyn, 4th Bt, who died on Tuesday aged 62, became famous as a playboy, bon viveur and darling of the gossip columns, his reputation reflected in soubriquets such as “Seducer of the Valleys”, “Conquistador of the Canapé Circuit”, “Dai 'Lock Up Your Daughters’ Llewellyn” or simply “Dirty Dai”.

The son and heir of the gold-medal-winning equestrian baronet Sir Harry “Foxhunter” Llewellyn, and brother of Princess Margaret’s one-time paramour Roddy Llewellyn, Dai Llewellyn was celebrated for his serial seductions of “It” girls, models and actresses, his relentless appetite for partying and his outrageous indiscretions.

Good-looking in his youth, with dark Welsh curls, his success with women was famous.

He claimed, in his heyday, to be in the habit of going through Queen Charlotte’s Balls “like a dose of salts”. I know what I want and so do they.” Stories of Llewellyn’s priapic exploits, mostly gleefully retailed by the Don Juan himself, proved irresistible to the tabloid press.

“Dai Llewellyn’s London,” wrote one interviewer, “is a web of reciprocal favours, backhanders and feuds which require all his reputed Machiavellianism to manage.” One feud was that with his younger brother Roddy, with whom he fell out in the 1970s after he spilt the beans in the press about Roddy’s relationship with Princess Margaret.

Dai claimed that his indiscretion (“for which I have eaten humble pie ever since”) was merely a “pretty tame” section of a four-part autobiographical series about his own life, published when the affair with Princess Margaret was already “common knowledge”. If truth be told, Dai’s appetite for humble pie had its limits.

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