Biography

The Honourable Alice Magdalen Sarah Ormsby-Gore (22 April 1952 - c. 4 April 1995) was a British socialite and model. She was the youngest daughter of William David Ormsby Gore, 5th Baron Harlech, and his first wife Sylvia Thomas. She had 3 older siblings, Julian, Jane Ormsby-Gore and Victoria, and one younger brother, Francis David Ormsby-Gore 6th Baron Harlech. She was raised on a farm in Wales before Lord Harlech became British ambassador to Washington during the Kennedy era (October 1961 - fall 1963). After that, she grew up on an idyllic 1,500-acre estate, Brogyntyn Hall in Shropshire in the West Midlands of England. On May 30 1967, Alice's mother Lady Sylvia Ormsby-Gore was killed in a motor accident. She left school at 14 and then held an assortment of jobs from shop clerk to manager of a rock group, as both a photographic model and a runway model, and helped train horses.

Aged just 16, in late 1968, she met musician Eric Clapton, who dragged her into heroin. The couple announced their engagement on 7 September 1969. In 1970, Ormsby Gore moved into Hurtwood Edge with Clapton. The couple did not marry but stayed together for five years. Clapton maintains he was not in love with Ormsby Gore but she was deeply in love with him. He, on the other hand, was in love with his friend George Harrison's wife, model Pattie Boyd. Clapton broke the engagement and ended their relationship for good after recovering from his heroin addiction with the help of Ormsby Gore's family.

In 1974, aged 22, Ormsby Gore found her elder brother, Julian Ormsby Gore (33), dead in his apartment from gunshot wounds, an apparent suicide. Ormsby Gore's father William David Ormsby Gore died as the result of a car accident in 1985. He was succeeded by Francis Ormsby Gore, 6th Baron Harlech.

Alice Ormsby Gore died in poverty in a bedsit in Bournemouth, Dorset aged only 42.
- IMDb mini biography by: 1960sMuseFlowerGirl

I was desperately running around that city trying to score some heroin for Eric [Capton]. And I remember thinking how stupid it was for me, even then. I did that for him, and for myself, for three years. It was probably childish to be over-protective, but I thought it helped him not to have to face the full horror, himself, of scoring his own heroin supply.