Mal Evans diaries opened (Beatle Thread)

[Blackbird]

I don't remember seeing this posted anywhere. Thought it was interesting.

LONDON TIMES March 20, 2005
Here, there and everywhere
By Mark Edmonds
The Beatles were his life. He was their mate, driver, skivvy — even
co-musician. Mal Evans's diaries, seen here for the first time, reveal the
everyday secrets of pop's greatest band

Mal Evans began the 1960s as a Post Office engineer in Liverpool. By the end
of the decade, he'd appeared in three out of five Beatles films and was an
occasional musician on their albums. It was Mal playing the organ on Rubber
Soul, Mal who sounded the alarm clock in A Day in the Life. On Abbey Road,
it was Mal, not Maxwell, who banged the Silver Hammer.

Part of the Beatles' small but exceptionally protective inner sanctum, Mal
was one of just two witnesses at Paul McCartney's first wedding. Among the
hundreds of claimants to that threadbare title "fifth Beatle", he was
arguably the most deserving. Wherever the Beatles went, Mal would never be
far behind.

In the 10 years he spent as their road manager, Mal was blessed with a
greater insight than most into the group's spectacular rise, their
domination of pop in the middle years, and their painful implosion in a
welter of recriminations. Throughout the decade, he kept a series of diaries
and wrote an unpublished autobiography; all of this has until now remained
unseen, part of an archive that went missing when Mal himself died in
bizarre circumstances in 1976.

For many years, an ever-growing number of Beatles historians have regarded
the Mal Evans archive as the holy grail. Last year, rumours surfaced that it
had turned up in a suitcase in a Sydney street market (not true) and that it
contained outtakes of unreleased Beatles songs (ditto). The reality is
rather more prosaic: 10 years after Mal's death, Yoko Ono was told about a
trunk full of his effects that had been found by a temp clearing out files
in the basement of a New York publisher; she arranged for them to be shipped
back to his family in London. Among those effects were the diaries, which
his widow, Lily, kept for years in an attic at her home.

Together with some photographs, most of them taken by Mal himself, they
amount to a fascinating collection: the unwitting historic recollections of
a Forrest Gump of a man, who by sheer good fortune ended up in the right
place at the right time.

The story, inevitably, begins in Liverpool. A keen rock'n'roll fan, Mal
would while away what he called his "extended lunchtimes" at the Cavern Club
before putting in a brief appearance at the Post Office and then heading off
to his house in Hillside Road, Mossley Hill.

In 1961 he had married a local girl, Lily, whom he had met at the funfair at
New Brighton. Their first child, Gary, was born in the same year. Mal's life
was settled, mundane and ordinary; nobody could have predicted that the
bizarre twists and turns of his life in the next 15 years would lead to a
premature and avoidable death at the hands of the police in California.

At the Cavern, Mal was soon noticed by the Beatles, who had a lunchtime
residency at the club. George Harrison felt that Mal, at 6ft 3in, would make
an ideal bouncer. He was also of an exceptionally gentle disposition, and
Harrison was canny enough to realise that this too would be useful in the
years ahead.

In the first few pages of his 1963 Post Office Engineering Union-issue
diary, which includes information about Ohm's law and Post Office pay rates,
he reflects upon his good fortune. Looking back on the previous year, he
writes: "1962 a wonderful year... Could I wish for more beautiful wife,
Gary, house, car... guess I was born with a silver canteen of cutlery in my
mouth. Wanted a part time job for long time — now bouncing... Lost a tooth
in 1962."

With this, Mal sets the tone. We soon find he is more Pooter than Pepys. As
the Beatles' road manager — and trusted implicitly by all four — he is
presented with an "access all areas" ticket to one of the best parties of
the century. Yet somehow he never quite realises it.

The year 1963 is crucial for the Beatles, ergo for Mal. At the start of the
year it is becoming clear that working with them, particularly on tour, is a
more engaging diversion for him than family life in Mossley Hill. The band,
now managed by Brian Epstein, are beginning to realise their potential. Mal
drives them to London for one of their early BBC appearances, and later they
make the most of the capital.

January 21, 1963: "Lads went shopping. Paul and George bought slacks. George
a shirt in Regent St. This was before the Sat Club recording and we lost
them for a while. Back to Lower Regent Studios for recording talent spot.
Met Patsy Ann Noble, Rog Whittaker, Gary Marshall, a really good show. Also
on the bill was a Birkenhead singer. At about 8.15 the boys went to Brians
room in the Mayfair for a Daily Mail interview. I parked the gear and joined
them later... We left London at about 10 o'clock, stopping at 'Fortes' on M1
for large dinner — bought by the Beatles — and so homeward bound. Met a lot
of fog... suddenly after leaving M1 short time windscreen cracked with a
terrible bang. Had to break hole in windscreen to see... Stopped for tea at
transport cafe... and arrived home at about five o'clock. I was up at 7.45
but lads laid in till about five that night. Lucky devils. They were on that
night at Cavern as fresh as ever with no after effects. The Beatles have
certainly gone up in my estimation. They are all great blokes with a sense
of humour and giving one the feeling they are a real team."

For much of the early 1960s, touring became Mal's life. Against the wishes
of Lily, left at home with Gary, Mal gave up his job at the Post Office in
order to be at the Beatles' beck and call full time, clocking up industrial
levels of mileage driving from Liverpool to London. He was also expected to
attend to almost every personal whim.

John Lennon, who had a predilection for enigmatic silences, would punctuate
these with murmured requests such as "Socks, Mal" — at which point Mal would
scoot off to Marks & Spencer to fetch six pairs in navy cotton.

By the spring of that year, Beatlemania was under way; Mal and Neil
Aspinall, another old friend from Liverpool, accompanied the Beatles on all
of their tours, making up what was an astonishingly pared-down entourage.
Aspinall still runs the Beatles' Apple organisation.

The Beatles' first European tour began in Paris in January 1964. The
ever-loyal Mal was on hand, this time accompanied by Lily and their young
son. Mal writes about a "big punch-up" with photographers in Paris. In the
manuscript of his unpublished book he recalls that this was "the only fight
I got involved in on behalf of the Beatles" — although he was terrified when
he and the band were nearly beaten up by Ferdinand Marcos's thugs in Manila
in 1966.

To mark the news in 1964 that the Beatles had reached No 1 in the US for the
first time, Mal writes that Epstein threw a party at the hotel. Some
journalists then hired prostitutes to provide a lesbian show for the Beatles
in the room next to Epstein's. "It was a little unnerving to have these
ladies performing before our eyes with each other in one room, with Brian,
George Martin and his wife and the rather more staid members of the press in
the adjoining living room. I guess celebration caters to everybody's
different tastes."

With Beatlemania in full swing, Mal seems strangely oblivious: there is no
sense in any of the diaries that he is working for the most famous, most
successful pop stars of the time. But odd, intimate little moments are
recorded:

March 18, 1964: "Had plastic cups in top pocket — milk poured in by George.
John says after sarnies: Mal you are my favourite animal."

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[Blackbird]

After two further exhausting years on the road, the Beatles were ready to
give up touring: the whole tiresome process had ceased to be of interest to
the group. The Beatles, and Mal, for that matter, were just about worn out.

But there was now a larger role for Mal as a studio "fixer": as the music
became more complicated, he was dealing with an increasingly outlandish
inventory of instruments and equipment, and he sometimes contributed as a
musician. More than any other year so far, 1967 presented Mal and the
Beatles with undreamt-of possibilities: it was the year of satin tunics,
Carnaby Street and Sgt Pepper; the band was at its creative, cohesive peak.
On a more mundane level, Paul found himself without a housekeeper at his
house in St John's Wood — so Mal moved in with him. Mal writes of this time
fondly, but complains of Paul's dog, Martha, fouling the beds.

Within a few months, Mal had moved his family — his second child, Julie, had
been born in 1966 — from Liverpool to Sunbury-on-Thames, about equidistant
from Paul's house and the homes of the other three in the Surrey stockbroker
belt — another indication of how he'd let the band take over his life. Mal
was also beginning to enjoy some of the more illicit aspects of the
mid-1960s rock'n'roll lifestyle.

January 1, 1967: "Well diary — hope it will be a great 1967. Have not
slept... Friday night's recording session and journey to Liverpool. Late
afternoon went over to the McCartneys in Wirral, and had dinner with them.
Paul and Jane [Asher, McCartney's then girlfriend] had travelled up for the
New Year — also Martha. Fan belt broke."

January 19 and 20: "Ended up smashed in Bag O' Nails with Paul and Neil.
Quite a number of people attached themselves, oh that it would happen to
me... freak out time baby for Mal.

"Eventually I spewed but this because of omelette I reckon. I was just
nowhere floating around. Slept till 5pm. Flowers arrived for George for his
anniversary tomorrow. Made up yesterday with new number for I'm counting on
it and ringing alarm [he is referring to A Day in the Life, Sgt Pepper's
closing opus]. So George came back to flat for tea tonight that is before we
went home. He was in bedroom reading International Times. I was asleep on
bed, very bad mannered. Left for home with Neil driving... On M6, starter
jammed. 10/- to free it. Hertz van still no comfort... I spent some time in
rest room."

Mal's diary describes the recording of the Sgt Pepper album in some detail,
referring to the song Fixing a Hole as "where the rain comes in". But there
are soon signs that he is beginning to feel a little hard done by.

The rest of 1967 was as busy for Mal as it was for the Beatles: the
overblown, complicated Sgt Pepper was time-consuming. As soon as it was
completed, Mal flew with Paul to LA to see Jane Asher, who was touring with
the Old Vic company. The three took a trip to the Rockies and returned to LA
by private jet. Mal took up the story:

"We left Denver in Frank Sinatra's Lear Jet, which he very kindly loaned us.
A beautiful job with dark black leather upholstery and, to our delight, a
well-stocked bar."

When they arrived, they went to Michelle and John Phillips's [of the Mamas
and the Papas] house and Brian Wilson [of the Beach Boys] came round. Mal
writes of joining in on a guitar for a rendition of On Top of Old Smokey
with Paul and Wilson. Mal, however, was not impressed by Wilson's
avant-garde tendencies; at the time he was putting together the Smile album.
"Brian then put a damper on the spontaneity of the whole affair by walking
in with a tray of water-filled glasses, trying to arrange it into some sort
of session." Mal wasn't keen on glass harmonicas — he would have preferred
Elvis.

When they returned in April 1967, the Beatles began work on what was to
become the ill-fated Magical Mystery Tour project. The band, with Paul
taking an increasingly dominant role, was showing signs of stress. Mal
wrote:

"I would get requests from the four of them to do six different things at
one time and it was always a case of relying on instinct and experience in
awarding priorities. They used to be right sods for the first few days until
they realised that everything was going to go smoothly and they could get
into the routine of recording... Then I would find time between numerous
cups of tea and salad sandwiches and baked beans on toast to listen to the
recording in the control room."

Once they'd completed the recording, Mal, Neil and their families were
whisked to Greece by the Beatles at George Harrison's expense. They spent a
month under sunny skies on a wooden yacht in the Aegean. By their return,
however, darker clouds were forming on the horizon. Before the summer was
out, Epstein was dead after an overdose. Without his guiding hand, the
Beatles plunged further into the chaotic Magical Mystery Tour project. As
ever, Mal was a crucial element, organising the coach tour that formed the
centrepiece of the film, recruiting actors and extras, then flying to Nice
with Paul to film the Fool on the Hill sequence.

According to Mal, this trip, as did many, took place on an impulse; without
luggage or papers. Paul sailed through immigration with no passport, but
they were refused entry to the hotel restaurant because they didn't look the
part. They headed off to a nightclub. "We had dinner in my room... The only
money we had between us had been spent on clothes, on the understanding that
money was to be forwarded from England by the Beatles office. After the
first round of drinks... we arranged with the manager for us to get credit."

The next day, Mal and Paul returned to the club. "We took advantage of our
credit standing, as money had still not arrived from England. News about
Paul's visit to the club the previous night had spread, and the place was
jammed. Now Paul, being a generous sort of person, had built up quite a bar
bill, when the real manager of the club arrived demanding that we pay
immediately. On explaining who Paul was and what had happened, he answered,
'You either pay the bill, or I call the police.' It certainly looked like we
were going to get thrown in jail. It was ironical, sitting in a club with a
millionaire, unable to pay the bill." Eventually the hotel manager agreed to
cover the money.
Paul and Mal returned to London, where Paul was to edit the film. But it was
panned by the critics when televised that Christmas.

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The year 1968 saw the genesis of Apple, the group's trip to Rishikesh in the
Himalayas at the invitation of the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi — and increasing
tensions.

By the time the band arrives in India, Mal is already there, having carried
out a recce a few days earlier. Ringo demands a doctor as soon as he gets
off the plane. From Mal's memoir from February: "'Mal, my arm's killing me,
please take me to a doctor right away.' So off we go looking for one, our
driver leaving us to a dead end in the middle of a field, soon to be filled
with press cars as they blindly follow us; so we explain to them that it's
only Ringo's inoculation giving him trouble. When we arrived at the local
hospital, I tried to get immediate treatment for him, to be told curtly by
the Indian doctor, 'He is not a special case and will have to wait his
turn.' So off we go to pay a private doctor ten rupees for the privilege of
hearing him say it will be all right."

The Beatles, accompanied by an entourage that included Mia Farrow, Donovan
and the Beach Boy Mike Love, write half a dozen songs in India, most of
which are to end up on the White Album they release later that year. Mal's
diary comments favourably on the sense of karma that seemed to have settled
upon them. "It is hard to believe that a week has already passed. I suppose
the peace of mind and the serenity one achieves through meditation makes the
time fly." He even enjoyed the food, unlike Ringo, who famously turned up
with a case of baked beans.

But the tranquillity does not last. "Suddenly... excitement... Ringo wants
to leave... Maureen can't stand the flies any longer." Mal himself spent a
month in India, before returning to London to help out with the White Album
sessions.

Later in the year, Mal travels to New York with George. They go to visit Bob
Dylan and the Band, who are rehearsing at Big Pink, the Band's upstate
retreat.

November 28: "Up at 10.30 into Woodstock... To Bob [Dylan] for Thanksgiving.
Meet Levon [Helm] of the band, he is drummer plays great guitar. Around the
table after turkey, cranberry sauce etc. & also Pecan pie. Bob, George,
Rich, Happy, Levon... around the guitars while many children play; Sarah
[Dylan] great — turkey sandwich & beer. To Richard [Manuel] & Garths
[Hudson] home for farm sessions — home to bed."

At this point, Mal's 1968 diary comes to an end; it has been an
action-packed year with two hit singles and a sprawling double album — but
the Beatles are no longer a cohesive unit.

In the midst of a miserably cold winter, the band and Mal set off for
Twickenham Studios, where they are to start work on the project that is to
become Let It Be, a filmed record of the Beatles at work. Already there is
discord within the group, and in front of the cameras they begin to
disintegrate; from Mal we also get the first murmurings of real discontent.

January 13, 1969: "Paul is really cutting down on the Apple staff members. I
was elevated to office boy [Mal had briefly been made MD of Apple] and I
feel very hurt and sad inside — only big boys don't cry. Why I should feel
hurt and reason for writing this is ego... I thought I was different from
other people in my relationship with the Beatles and being loved by them and
treated so nice, I felt like one of the family. Seems I fetch and carry. I
find it difficult to live on the £38 I take home each week and would love to
be like their other friends who buy fantastic homes and have all the
alterations done by them, and are still going to ask for a rise. I always
tell myself — look, everybody wants to take from, be satisfied, try to give
and you will receive. After all this time I have about £70 to my name, but
was content and happy. Loving them as I do, nothing is too much trouble,
because I want to serve them. "Feel a bit better now — EGO?"

The Let It Be film is to feature the Beatles in what is to become their last
public performance, on the rooftop of the Apple office building in London's
Savile Row. Squabbles put to one side, the band, accompanied by Billy
Preston on keyboards, are clearly enjoying themselves. Mal is unusually
perky too.

[Blackbird]

January 24, 1969: "Skiffling 'Maggie May'; Beatles really playing together.
Atmosphere is lovely in the studio — everyone seems so much happier than of
recent times."

January 27: "Today we had the engineer to look at the roof of No. 3. 5lbs
sq. in is all it will take weight wise. Needs scaffolding to make platform.
Getting helicopter for shot of roof. Should get good shot of crowds in
street, who knows police might try to stop us. Asked Alistair [Taylor, Apple
office manager] to get toasted sandwich machine."

January 29: "Show on the roof of Apple. 4 policemen kept at bay for 40
minutes while the show goes on."

With the Beatles in free fall, Mal busies himself with jobs for other Apple
artists and fetching and carrying for individual Beatles. Throughout the
1960s he and Paul had an affinity, and in March 1969, Mal was one of just
two witnesses at Paul's wedding to Linda Eastman in London. The same day,
George Harrison's home is raided for drugs.

March 13: "Big drama, last night about 7.30pm Pattie rang the office from
home for George to say '8 or 10 policeman including Sergeant Pilcher had
arrived with search warrants looking for cannabis'. George went home with
Derek and lawyer, and was released on £200 bail each."

Mal, meanwhile, has financial worries.

April 24: "Had to tell George — 'I'm broke'. Really miserable and down
because I'm in the red, and the bills are coming in, poor old Lil suffers as
I don't want to get a rise. Not really true don't want to ask for a rise,
fellows are having a pretty tough time as it is."

The Beatles record their last album, Abbey Road, in the summer of that year.
Mal's diaries note that four alternative titles were mooted before the band
settled on a title that celebrated the home of EMI studios. "Titles
suggested: Four in the Bar; All Good Children Go to Heaven; Turn Ups;
Inclinations." Mal helps with John's Instant Karma, but he is finding Paul
distant.

The next year, 1970, sees the Beatles continuing with their solo projects.
The band is no longer recording together.

January 27: "Seem to be losing Paul — really got the stick from him today."

February 4: "To bed at 4.30am to rise at 7.45 to help get the children
dressed... Lil had a driving lesson at 8am, then driving test at 9am which
she passed. Bed after a couple of hours. Feel a cold coming on again. Walk
into office late afternoon to meet Ringo go to shake he says 'Give us a
cuddle then' its worth a million pounds that is and feel really recharged.
George & Steve bass & guitar. Nanette. Ringo Drums."

February 5: "Bed this morning late. Up at 1 to phone. Conversation with
Paul, something like this: 'Malcolm Evans' 'Yeah Paul' 'I've got the EMI
[Abbey Road studio] over this weekend — I would like you to pick up some
gear from the house' 'Great man, that's lovely. Session at EMI?' 'Yes but I
don't want any one there to make me tea, I have the family, wife and kids
there.'"

Mal clearly took Paul's distance to heart. There was now no group to look
after. Mal continued to work with John, Ringo and George on their solo
efforts and with the small stable of Apple musicians he had helped to build
up. But for him, the adventure was pretty much over. When the Beatles broke
up, there was a very strong chance that he would too.

Mal remained an employee of Apple until 1974, when he moved to LA,
ostensibly to work as a record producer. He left Lily and the children the
same year, moving in with Fran Hughes, whom he had met at the Record Plant
studio in Los Angeles. The split from Lily had depressed Mal, and it was
clear that he continued to miss the family, long after he walked out on
them. Neither his family nor the Beatles, his second family, were now close.
"The times I had with him were brilliant. He was an extraordinary person,"
says his son, Gary. "But from the moment he met the Beatles to the moment he
died, he wanted to live two parallel lives. He would have lived six months
in the States and six months here if he'd been able to get away with it."

On the morning of January 5, 1976, exactly two years after Mal had walked
out, Lily took a call from Neil Aspinall. He told her that Mal had been shot
in LA. "I immediately thought he'd been shot in a bank," says Lily. "I had
to wake up the kids and tell them. I didn't know he was low. He must have
been missing the kids, depressed."

Mal had been killed by an officer of the Los Angeles Police Department, who
had been called to a disturbance at his home in LA after it had been
reported that he had been brandishing a weapon, which may or may not have
been an air rifle. Fran had called the police. Gary believes he was drinking
heavily and may have been on cocaine at the time: "It was all part of the
rock'n'roll, '70s lifestyle." Gary added that he thinks his father may have
been behaving like that in the knowledge that even if he was unwilling to
end his own life, the LA police would show no such hesitance.

George arranged for Mal's family to receive £5,000 on his death; he had no
pension and he had not kept up his life-assurance premiums. Lily and Gary
have met Paul twice to discuss the ownership of some Beatles lyrics Mal had
tidied up, which she wanted to sell. Paul appears to have reached generous
out-of-court settlements with her. Over the years, the Mal Evans archive has
dwindled as Lily has been forced to sell other parts of it piecemeal.

As she looks back on the 1960s, Lily regrets the amount of time Mal gave up
for the Beatles, but has fond memories: she and the children adored the huge
firework parties that Ringo organised at his homes in Weybridge and Ascot.
For Gary, who was 14 when his father died, memories of the 1960s are also
bittersweet. "The Greek holiday was wonderful... There were good times
interspersed among the 'Where is he's?'"

"I'd go to school on the Monday, and the teacher would say, "What did you do
at the weekend?' I'd say, 'I went round to John Lennon's house.' I thought
that was normal. Sometimes I found it all a bit too much. I'd be picked up
from school by my dad in Lennon's psychedelic Rolls-Royce, He'd be wearing a
cowboy hat, surrounded by kids. I thought, 'I don't need this.'"

Ultimately, Gary remains disappointed about the fact that the Beatles did
not make proper provision for his father or his family. When Mal left, Lily
had to return to work to pay the mortgage and keep the children going. "It
was very tight," Gary recalls. "We were on free school meals. It's very
galling when you look back at what my dad's input was into that band and we
ended up like that." We asked Sir Paul McCartney to comment, but a
spokesperson said he was "unavailable".

It's difficult to properly evaluate Mal's contribution to the Beatles, but
for a long period he was regarded as indispensable. He was trusted,
universally liked and desperately loyal: his diaries give away no
indiscretions, though he would certainly have been party to them. Even Lily
acknowledges that "he would have had a few flings". But none of that
bothered her: she always seemed more concerned that he was "too nice for his
own good" and that the band would treat him "like a dishcloth".

If he had followed her advice and remained a Post Office engineer in Mossley
Hill, he would have missed out on Sgt Pepper, the Beatles in India and his
meetings with Elvis, his hero. And his passing, too, in the sprawling
suburbs of Los Angeles, might also have turned out to be just a little less
rock'n'roll.

The Sunday Times Magazine

March 20, 2005

Diary extracts

January 20, 1963: Mal drives the Beatles to London

Picked up George at about 10.45 then picked up John, Paul & Ringo... George
bought me dinner at Whitchurch and took over the driving up to about 20
miles before the M1... My only wish was for better headlights on the van
otherwise admirable to drive, and I could not have wished for better
company. They [the Beatles] made me feel at home with them at once. After
steady 70-75 down the M1, entered London via Finchley... The boys seemed to
know their way and... took us to the door of EMI house. There we met Kenny
Lynch, Jess Conrad & Carole Deene all nice people...

January 4, 1967: recording Penny Lane

Travelled to London left about 11am. Lil's back acting up a little again.
Recording "Penny Lane" but Paul and John still not satisfied. So will do
voices again tomorrow. Went to Bag O' Nails about 3.45 after session. Cyn,
Terry and Stan. Jane came to studio in her car. Had fish and chips in
studio. Joss sticks burning a plenty tonight, really do get to like the
smell.

January 27, 1967: Sgt Pepper

Started writing song with Paul upstairs in his room, he on piano. What can
one say about today — ah yes! Four Tops concert at Albert Hall. Beatles get
screams they get the clap. Off to Bag after gig. Did a lot more of "where
the rain comes in". Hope people like it. Started Sergeant Pepper.

February 1, 1967

"Sergeant Pepper" sounds good. Paul tells me that I will get royalties on
the song — great news, now perhaps a new home.

February 2, 1967

Recording voices on Captain [sic] Pepper. All six of us doing the chorus in
the middle, worked until about midnight. Bag took Cynthia [Lennon]. Bed
about 5.30pm after no sleep. Ugh! Cleaning lady Mrs Turner. Cor!!! Had to go
to doctor in 6 George Street. Bought Ringo some undies for his visit to the
Doctor.

March 30, 1967

Played cow bell on Ringos number [With a Little Help from My Friends]. Paul
asked after who played that great cow bell... In India, and recording the
White Album

February 17, 1968

The press really tried kicking down the gates into the Ashram — the Indian
people on the Ashram called me half way through, but as soon as an Indian
reporter told me "No bloody foreigner is going to stop me in my own country"
I cooled it.

February 23, 1968
The Beatles all met Maharishi on his cottage roof... off to the beach after
lunch, well it's not really the beach but the bank of the Ganges... Jane is
still not well although the others minor complaints have been "faith
healed", and Ringo had a dead rat in drawer.


July 9, 1968

Oobledee [Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da] goes well and Eric Clapton plays a visit...
Off to the pub for toasted cheese sarnies, later Paul went to the pub, with
George, Neil and Pete for a pint. John and George guitars — Ringo drums for
new version of "Revolution". Put up slide for kids and filmed Julie on it.

September 13, 1968

Heard today that police arrived at EMI to bust us after we had left. On
further enquiries this did not appear to have happened — wouldn't matter
anyway, what would they find?

March 12, 1969: Paul and Linda's wedding

Paul & Linda got married this morning at Marylebone Registry Office; due to
at 9.45am but Mike's train from Birmingham was delayed... When Peter Brown
and myself passed the Registry Office at about 9.15 there were only a few
photographers and ardent fans standing in the rain, but when we left at
11.30am or perhaps it was 11.15am we were mobbed by a crowd of about 1,000.
Heather [Linda's daughter] was carried out by a policeman and Ray of the
hire car company... Back at home, they did a couple of TVs and then went to
the local church to be "BLESSED". Off to the Ritz Piccadilly for a wedding
lunch, where we were joined by Neil and Sue, Escargot for moi; TV interview
in the Ritz and deliver Paul & Linda McCartney to home and feet up by the
fire.

[Adam Barkley]

Cool article, Blackbird

[bassmonkeee]

Very cool! Thanks for taking the time to post all of that.

[Bruce Lindfield]

There is no such newspaper as "London Times" ....

There is "The Times" ....



http://www.timesonline.co.uk/

[The Golden Boy]

I seem to remember that thing about the Australian suitcase story, but that was bunk?

Great stuff!

I really would have figured "the boys" would have taken better care of Mal.

[cheezewiz]

I enjoyed that! Thanks!

[Blackbird]

Originally Posted by Bruce Lindfield

There is no such newspaper as "London Times" ....

There is "The Times" ....



http://www.timesonline.co.uk/

Don't shoot the messenger.

[Bruce Lindfield]

Originally Posted by Blackbird

Don't shoot the messenger.

Well - can it be an accurate source, if it doesn't exist....

[Against Will]

George and Ringo come off as really good, solid guys. The way Paul treated him was pretty cold, though it may be imprudent to pass judgement when I've only read excerpts. But still, kind of shocking that cute, nice Paul would be such a jerk.

[Blackbird]

Originally Posted by Bruce Lindfield

Well - can it be an accurate source, if it doesn't exist....

You're right. I made the whole thing up.

Damn your cunning perspicacity!

[Bruce Lindfield]

Well - I was just wondering where it came from....

[Blackbird]

Well, I supposed it was "The Times", then...

[Selta]

The newspaper thing may be similar to a paper from where I was at...
There were two runs of paper, one was The Tribune, and the other was The Democrat, and eventually it became one to be The Tribune Democrat. Maybe something along those lines is what happened here as well. Try researching for papers from that era and see if you come up with any answers .

Ray
Edit:

Originally Posted by http://www.answers.com/topic/london-times

The Times is a national quality daily newspaper in the United Kingdom. It is now of compact (tabloid) size, although it was printed in broadsheet format for 200 years.

The Times is published by News International, a subsidiary of the News Corporation group, headed by Rupert Murdoch. For much of its history, the newspaper was regarded as without rival, the 'newspaper of record' for Britain. It has played an influential role in politics and shaping public opinion about foreign events. Some claim that, more recently, it has reflected the conservative views of Mr. Murdoch.

The Times is sometimes referred to by people outside the UK as the London Times or The Times of London in order to distinguish it from the many other Times papers such as The New York Times. However, it is the original "Times" newspaper.