George ventures out in London!!

 

This is a story from the Summer 1989 (first issue) of the London Beatle Fan Cub fan magazine.  

George Ventures Out in London!!

On July 25th, 1989, for a mere  £50, one would have been able to attend the premiere of "How to Get Ahead in Advertising" and dine in the presence of the Great George Harrison. Alas, being paupers, we had to forego this pleasure and instead join that lower form of life known as the press photographers in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the Master himself. 

We arrived at the cinema about an hour before the premiere was due to start and immediately got in a ruck with the press corp. One of them in particular, "the Devil's Best Friend," kept pushing us aside attempting to obtain a better viewpoint for himself, obviously unaware of how resilient Harrison fans are. 

A number of cars began to arrive outside the cinema, raising our expectations that George might soon step out. However, we were to be disappointed time and time again as they only revealed lesser mortal not worth of mention. 

Finally, a blue Mercedes arrived. They Beatles juices started running, the knees went wobbling and we ran towards it. Indeed, there HE was!! George was handsome, suntanned, wearing shades but grimmed face, with Olivia at his side looking very lovely. We clicked away as they entered the foyer; George posed for the press but refused to sign our book. "Not now!" he said. 

The scene outside cinema had quieted down and the movie finally beginning, we decided to go to the pub to recover our senses aided by a glass of amber necter. 

At about 9:15pm, we decided it was time to head back to the cinema. All was quiet once agian but this soon changed as the first guests began to appear. George's car was right behind us, with his evidently inexperienced chauffeur smoking away. With his car there, we knew he could not get away ignoring us. Suddenly, while we were planning our strategic positions, Nelson Wilbury appeared. He had no shades this time around and was actually smiling, posing again for the photographers. 

As the scene outside the cinema got tougher, with the press pushing and shouting to George to talk to them and not us, he looked frantically for his driver and shouted to him to get to the car.  Once again we were face to face with him and begged him to sign "I Me Mine," a request which extracted this answer, "I can't love, not now, if I stop I will never get away."

ANd like surise doesn't last all morning, George floated away someplace else on his Cloud 9.