So I have had photos of fans babysitting Mary McCartney for quite awhile and I always wondered what the story was behind the photos. I found that story this week in the July/August 1972 issue of "5 Bites of the Apple" fanzine.
Before I post the story, let me say that I do not think that Paul and Linda were bad parents. Quite the opposite. I think that Heather here at the age of 9 was acting like a pretty normal 9 year old (and I teach kids every day from the ages of 5-11, so 9 year olds are something I understand). She was trying to act older to impress these girls (the "balls" conversation) and she was exaggerating things a bit. I do not believe that anyone hit her, however I am sure that she was disciplined if she did not do her chores. I also think Heather was going through a difficult time adjusting to her new life and was acting out on some of her feelings. All normal behaviors for a child her age.
I left out the last part of the story because the writer really said some unkind things about Paul and Linda as parents. While this is how this person felt in 1972, it isn't really something I want out on the internet in 2014. I felt a bit uncomfortable putting this story out there in the first place, but it is very interesting. It also reminds us that we live in a different age and I do not think anyone would allow strangers from another country to take their children to the park. I am sure that Bea is watched and guarded at all times.
So read this story through the eyes of 1972 and remember that young Paul fans wrote it.
Written by Goldie and Robin
5 Bites of the Apple
July-August 1972
The date was July 6th (1972) and it was our 8th
day in London. We were to meet Heather
at the park near Cavendish on that day.
The day before we had been introduced to her by Pat Miller, where we
went to Regents park and played games and got “beat up.” It’s hard to believe that all this was
happening. Heather is a normal 9 year
old brat whose main line was “gimmie Gimmie” and “do this and that for me.” She thrived at being the center of
attention. She complained constantly about
the way she was being treated at home and about all the responsibilities she
had.
The second day was the best so we’ll deal more into
that. We met Heather in the park with Mary. Mary was a bit shy in the beginning and clung
to Heather although she later became very close to us. She is a very protective child Heather and
Heather’s game is hard to retaliate with Mary crying, “don’t hurt my Heather.” In order for Heather to wrestle with the
girls she was only too happy to unload Mary on us and let us take her for a
walk. We took her to the High Street
where the shops are and she would look in all the windows and comment about the
dolls, rings and things. She was very
sweet and loved when we took photos of her.
She had the sweetest smile, big blue eyes, a cute little pug nose with
freckles on it. Every time she smiles
she would wrinkle her nose and roll her top lip under her mouth. Her hair was dark brown and all in different
chopped up layers, and she had on side tucked behind her ear. She wore a dirty blue pajama top and little
playsuit panties, with suede brown shoes.
She had a mad passion about carrying one of the girls pocketbooks and
loved to look like a “lady.”
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I know a
lot of you would be interested to know some of Heather’s comments about Paul
and Linda. Here are some scattered
comments. When we were playing in the
grass the 1st day she asked us if we smoked and we answered, yes and
she said “not cigarettes, grass (She picked up some grass from the ground) You know,
pot.” So then we said, “No. do you?”
And she said yes! So we said, “come
on, get out of here.” “Alright, I don’t’.
But I know 5 people that do. Promise not
to tell, they’ll get arrested. Mommy,
Daddy, and the rest of the band.” “They
don’t give you any?” “No….” Then she also complained that she had too
many chores to do and she would get “hit” if she didn’t do them. “It’s not fair. I get hit at least once a day.” She had to be by 5 so that she could feed the
babies, clean the dogs and feed them and make dinner. She would imitate her mom yelling at her in a
slang nasal American accent. Once she
said she liked the band except for her mommy and daddy. At one point, Goldie commented that it
was a shame that they didn’t have a ball
to play with. Heather said, “Ball? Do you know what balls are?” Goldie said, “Yes, but you shouldn’t because
you don’t’ have any brothers.” “But I
have fathers….” She complained about not being able go to the movies because “Rosie’s
children go and they’re much poorer than we are.” She said Ruth, Paul’s step sister was in love
with David Cassidy and her favorite idol was Mick Jagger. Someone asked if she ever saw him, and she
said, “Are you kidding? Mommy and I knew
him real well in New York. She photographed
him.”
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Back to Mary. She was
the average 3 year old that loved to watch the budgies (pigeons) and follow
them around in the park. We were all
very thirsty and went to the nearest bake shop to get something to eat and
drink. At first Mary said that she wasn’t
hungry b ut after offering her a big doughnut, she agreed. There were little flowers on the table which
she picked up and had everyone smell.
When the owner told her not to play with them she just smiled and said, “they’re
the ladies.” She ate the doughnut and
got the sugar all over her hair and face.
She was very polite and offered pieces to everyone. Then Heather came looking for us because we
were gone for so long. We went back to
the park to the little bathroom there to clean Mary up. She had a little cut on her face and screamed
and cried when we washed near it.
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We met
Heather the next day and she said that she would be gone tomorrow. She said that she hated touring, it was very boring
and she had to sit in the hotel room all the time. We saw Mary again and she was half naked (no
bottoms on) and she waved at us and smiled.
Mary is a very sweet, kind and pleasant baby. She was reserved and friendly. Heather on the other hand, was very aggressive,
clever and bratty. But she enjoyed us as
friends and seemed upset when she knew we had to leave.