With a little Help from my Friends
July 1981
By Anne Tishelman
It was Sunday, 19
July 1981, in Henley. I was there with a
German Beatle friend who had never seen any of them before.
We went by where George buys his cars and took the
obligatory photos through their window (there are photos of George on the
wall). The place was closed, being
Sunday. We went up to Friar Park, and
saw George’s brother Harry’s son, Paul, come in on his motorbike. We walked up along the side (Paradise road)
to where you can see a bit of George’s house through the trees. There were a Landover, a small brown or black
car and another car that we could see. We went back to the front, and saw a woman at
the front house again. After a little
while , two cars pulled up together, one behind the other. A woman got out of the front seat of the
front car to ring the buzzer (the gates are now electronically operated – since
December, perhaps?) so they could get in.
In the back seat of that front car was Olivia with Dhani on her
lap. Dhani has certainly grown up! He really doesn’t have a baby face
anymore. His face has gotten thinner and
longer (if you know what I mean), kind of like his dad! Olivia didn’t seem overly friendly. She told us “He won’t be out today. I guarantee you won’t see him today,” and
other such niceties.
The gates opened, and as they started to drive in, the gates
closed on the car! It took everything I
had in me not to laugh. The same woman got
out and rang back and I thought I heard her say, “George.” The gates reopened
and both cars went in. In the first car
in the front seat was a man driving, and the buzzer-woman, in the back seat,
Olivia and Dhani. In the second car, it
looked like two adults and three kids maybe between 7-10 years old. Who everyone was, I have no idea.
Well, despite Olivia’s guarantee, in ten minutes out came
the Landover we’d seen, with two adults and one child in the front, and two
adults and two children in the back. The
man in the back could almost have been George; he was in a white jacket and
hair about as long as George’s at Ringo’s wedding. We were debating whether or not we’d just
seen George when the gates opened and out drove the small brown or black car we’d
seen, license plate “YOU-33.” I knew
that was George’s car. There were two
people in the car. George was not the
driver. The driver was Jackie
Stewart. The passenger had his head
turned and was talking to the driving, so we only saw the back of his
head. The shape of his head looked like
George’s, but the hair was very long—much longer than I’d expected it to have
grown in three months since the wedding.
So we weren’t sure, once again, if we’d seen George or not.
Five minutes later, the same car comes back. This time, no doubt, it was George! We were on the driver’s side of the car, and George
leaned over and asked if we “could please not hang around here. It’s not a public place or something.” Well, I could hardly do anything aside from
standing there and grinning. I mumbled
something about not wanting to annoy him, just wanting to stop by and say
hello. It was all real fast. I didn’t take a photo or anything. George had a little remote control thingie to
open the gates so he didn’t have to step out of the car. The gates opened and they drove on in.
I was so happy to have seen him at all, but also sorry for
having bothered him. He’s always been
somewhat sensitive at having fans there, and I had no idea of how he’d react
now, after December. But he looked absolutely
fantastic, with the long hair and still the mustache, that I can’t help but
remember that day with a smile!
On the train back to London, I was reading a newspaper and
saw that the Silverstone Grand Prix had been the day before; maybe that was why
he had all the company and was therefore less than thrilled to see fans. Anything for a little reassurance.
George seemed to become a bit more private so to speak after Dhani was born
ReplyDeleteAnne Tishelman was a good friend of mine. I lost track of her many years ago and have no idea what happened to her. If anyone is in touch with her, please tell her I miss her! Also, I never went to Friar Park. Must be a beautiful place to visit - Henley and the whole area.
ReplyDeleteHi it is worth noting that according to Michael Palin George was dealing with a serious death threat at this time. I actually fully sympathise with Olivia who must have been scared both for her husband and young son The Harrions were having to adapt to a new hard reality which sadly was realised on the night of December 30 1999. In the other fan accounts you have posted which date from before 1980 she is always gracious and friendly with fans - even when Dhani was a baby. I was reminded of that story from 1998 when Olivia actually arranged for two fans to visit Friar Park
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