Turned out that Ringo was, whilst being a bang average drummer, was a brilliant human being.
When Harry Nilsson got a phone call from his bank saying he was seriously overdrawn, ("What!!! What are you talking about?") he found out he was broke when his dirty accountant had syphoned off all of his millions and he was in the process of buying his family a nice big house in Los Angeles that he'd designed and built, Ringo stepped up and bought him (a smaller, but perfectly lovely) house near where he wanted to be living.
Now there's a good friend.
Average drummer, but a great guy.