My 3 Days with the Beatles
By Tina Williams
September 1964 16
Magazine
It was almost like a dream come true – in fact it was – the
morning I heard that I was one of the girls chosen to make a film with those
fabulous Beatles!
How did it all start?
Well, as a student of the Aida Foster School, I was asked to
attend an audition with the producer, director and cast director of the
film. But when I saw the number of girls
on a list who were also to be auditioned, I gave up all hopes of getting the
job. Nevertheless, I put on my best bib
and tucker and sallied forth.
At the film company’s plush Mayfair headquarters, I was
shown into the producer’s office. I was
asked all sorts of questions -- “What work have you done before?” “Do you like the Beatles?” Just ordinary questions. And that was that! To be honest, I didn’t give the matter
another thought. That was until the
morning I heard that I had been give the role.
I couldn’t believe it! I was even
more pleased when I heard that my friend, Susan (who attends the same acting
school I do), had also been selected. We
had both waited three weeks to hear that we were in. But it didn’t seem that long because we
didn’t worry about it. It’s no good
biting your fingernails all the time.
What was the point?
Then we were told, very casually, to report for filming in
three days’ time! Those three days
seemed like three weeks! I was so
excited; I couldn’t wait to get started.
Then we heard that we were all to be crowded on a train which had been
hired for the filming – destination unknown!
All we were told was to report to the Paddington Station and that we
would return about seven in the evening.
Came the big day, I’d hardly slept all the night
before! Later, I discovered that in my
colossal rush to get ready, I had left my purse, with my money inside, at home
– which led to several embarrassments!
I said goodbye to my parents and joked, “Well, I’m off
now. Gotta date with the Beatles!” I felt nine feet tall and actually I’m only
five feet five!
So there I was on my way to Paddington. Then I realized I had no money with me! It was getting late and I just dared not miss
that train. Can you imagine keeping the
Beatles and everyone else waiting just for me?
Luckily , I had some small change in my coat pocket which was enough to
get me to Paddington Station.
Naturally, the first thing I looked for when I arrived were
those four fabulous fringes. But they
weren’t to be seen anywhere. I joined up
with the other girls and we boarded the train. But still no sign of a Beatle anywhere. Hello, I thought to myself, you’re not even
going to meet them. You know how films
are made! All in little bits and pieces
and all over the place. But then I
thought, well, we must meet them sometime, because we are playing the parts of
fans who discover in the film that they are on the train and we run up and down
the corridors looking for them, until finally we corner them in a carriage.
The train started on its journey. “When are we going to meet the Beatles?” We asked someone. “Don’t worry, girls, you will!” He said.
The train stopped at Westbourne Park, just outside Paddington, and at
last we heard that the boys had boarded the train. It was all so secret. No one apart from a handful of people were to
know of their movements that day. It
was, of course, very necessary to keep things quiet. Can you imagine what might have happened if
the Beatles had suddenly turned up at Paddington Station? British Railways would have been thrown into
complete chaos!
But we still had to wait three hours before seeing the
boys! Then all at once they burst into
our compartment. “Hello girls!” They all shouted. I was dumb-struck for a second. I couldn’t say anything.
They all looked great, especially Paul. He’s so handsome when you meet him face to
face. Almost immediately, I found myself
talking to Paul, George John and Ringo as though I’d known them for a long,
long time. It’s the way they make you
feel. They’re all so warm and
friendly. I thought that perhaps they
wouldn’t talk to us, except in the scenes we play with them, but this wasn’t
so. They have no “big star” temperament
at all. They are just four ordinary
fellas who enjoy life. And they proved
to be so much fun!
We were to spend a whole day with tem and another two days
at Twickenham studios. We had lunch and
tea with them on the train and both meals were quite a riot. You know it’s almost impossible not to roar
your head off when you’re in their company.
The jokes seem to flow all the time.
Those three days were really the craziest I have ever spent. I thought Ringo was the funniest and the most
friendly. He says such funny
things.
“I can do things for you, kid.” He said to me in an American
accent.
“Like what?” I asked.
“Get you into films, make you a big movie star and all that
jazz!”
So I said in return, “O.K., then I’ll get you onto a Beatles
record. I know them, you know.” They we’d burst out laughing together.
One time, when Sue and I were leaving the carriage after
completing one of the scenes, there was a sudden jolt of the train and we both
fell over on top of the boys, catching our new nylons in the process. And you know how awful your skin looks when
it comes poking out of the little holes in your stockings. Ringo took one look and said, “You ought to
do something about them warts!”
John offered to buy us some new stockings and he even wrote
down our sizes! Wonder if he’ll
remember.
Came the time (on that first day) when I wanted to buy
myself a coffee, and as I had left my money at home, I asked one of the girls
if she would lend me a couple of bob.
Ringo overheard. He called his
personal assistant-secretary-casher and mall of all work over and told him to
lend me some money.
That when I found out that the boys never carry money around
with them! Mal carries it. He does everything to see that the boys are
organized and well looked after. Mal is
their road manager and a real sweetie.
He took a whole wad of five-pound notes from his pocked! Actually I felt a bit of a Charlie—I only
wanted five shillings, but I paid him back later. I hate ever to be in debt to the Beatles!
The film is going to be quite a riot. We watched several very amusing scenes being
filmed on the train. For instance, John
is involved in a very funny scene with us in a railway carriage, where he is
mistaken for an escaped convict – and he’s even handcuffed.
Ringo also has some very amusing scenes, where he goes
into a pub and everything goes wrong for
him. He wants so much to join in on the
fun that everyone else is having, but things don’t work out that way. At one point he joins in a game of darts and
one of the darts lands up in somebody’s sandwich!
Actually, it’s been hilarious watching them during
takes. In the middle of one scene, in
the studios, John suddenly looked up at the hole in the roof and cried out,
“There’s a man up there holding a mike,” in a goonish voice. On another occasion we had a dog on the set
that wouldn’t do as it was told. The
boys were very patient until the dog
finally played the scene the way it was required. Then John turned to the dog, patted it and
said, “Now the dog will sip sinc to my next number!” Everyone was in stitches.
Haven’t said much about George, have I? Well, George is a deeper character than the other
three. He’s the quiet one. Poor fella can’t get a word in edgeways with
Paul, John and Ringo around, anyway!
He’s so rugged looking, is George—even more so in person
than in his pictures. He and Ringo share
a Mayfair flat, but they were talking of moving soon. The other night a group of girls started
signing outside their place. They sang
“Glad all over” and whistled “Bits and Pieces” – you know Dave Clark’s hits. George said jokingly, “I rang up the police
so Ringo could get a good night’s sleep.
Of course, if they had been singing our songs, we wouldn’t have sent for
bobbies. But Dave Clark? Well…”
You know it was quite flattering, leaving the studios after
a day’s shooting. There were always a
crowd of Beatle fans waiting outside.
The girls would ask me all sorts of questions about the boys, and soon I
got to know them quite well.
My father came down to the stuidios to pick me up by car at
night, and ti was amusing on one occasion when the fans started talking to him
while he waited. One of them went up to
him and said, “The Beatles will be out soon.”
“How do you know?” asked my father.
“Tina says so,” she replied.
Dad smiled and said, “Tina who?”
Then the girls chorused, “Tina Williams, of course!” Can that be fame, at last?
Seriously, though, I really did have the time of my life
working with them. They are, and I
really do mean this, a fabulous bunch of boys when you get to know them as I
did. On my last day’s filming, we were
having pictures taken and I was asked, along with three other girls, to pose
combing the boys’ hair. Ringo was my
man. Afterwards, they offered us girls a
job as their hairdressers. But again
they were joking. At least I think
so. That’s the uncertain thing about the
Beatles. You can’t tell when they are
joking or when they’re being serious.
The film is an experience I’ll never forget. I can’t wait to see it and neither, I except
can you!
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