Showing posts with label UK Autumn tour 1964. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UK Autumn tour 1964. Show all posts

Thursday, January 11, 2024

Louisa's treasures

 







On October 10, 1964, a 15-year-old Beatles fan, Louisa Walne, went to a Beatles concert.  That lucky girl met everyone who performed at that concert: Mary Wells, Tommy Quickly, Garry Marsden, John, Paul, George, and Ringo (plus Mal Evans).  She also obtained part of the pic Paul McCartney used and a match used by George Harrison.   She kept these treasures in her autograph book and treasured them.  Sadly, Louisa passed away due to a blood clot at the young age of 24.   Her husband of 6 months kept the book all of these years, not just because he's a big Beatles fan but because it belonged to his deceased wife and was something she loved.  However, the widower feels that it is now time to pass this amazing book to someone else who will cherish it, and it is going up for auction later this month.  

Monday, July 10, 2023

The Amazing Day We Met the Beatles

 The Amazing Day We Met The Beatles

Loughborough Echo

May 6, 2020

Written by Andy Rush

 

Sue Sharrock (70), says she has told the story in the past, but only once in public, to pupils during an English class that she taught.   Sue was 14 and living in Leicester at the time.   She later liked in Quorn for 33 years before moving to Whitlock 15 years ago. 

Her friend, Susan Taylor, who she met aged 10 now lives in Australia.  The two Susans didn’t actually attend the 1963 concert at Leicester but went a year later on October 10, 1964 and that’s where the story begins.

Sue, whose maiden name was Hands, told the Echo that her parents hadn’t allowed her to go to previous Fab Four concerts because they had always been on a Sunday. 

“But on one particular day in October 1964, they came on a Saturday evening so my parents allowed me to go, because we had to go to church normally every Sunday,” she said. 

“So my friend and I queued all night for tickets.  My parents came and brought coffee and soup and such like.”   She added that her parents actions were very great considering, “ They were very strict church goers; three times every Sunday.  But they were brilliant, absolutely.” 

“I think we must have cottoned on that if we wanted to get good tickets, we needed to be first, so we were first in queue.  We slept in our sleeping bags.  We got front row tickets, saw The Beatles and screamed our way through the concert.”

But that wasn’t the end of the pair’s Beatles adventure.




Not long after the concert a friend of theirs came to school bearing a Sunday Mirror news article that examined the behaviors of teenagers of the day and the role their parents played.  The double page spread included a photograph of Susan Taylor at the concert – midst Beatle frenzy – alongside a heading which stated, “Pop music with its hysteria and mass worship has partly filled the gap in young lives left by religion.”  The picture’s caption read, “the new worship – Beatles fan at a pop concert.”

A complaint was made to the newspaper over the way in which it was felt it had portrayed Susan.  Susan Sharrock takes up the story, “They (The Sunday Mirror) rang up and said, ‘We’re terribly sorry.  What can we do to make up for it?” 

“So my friend (Susan Taylor) who was listening in on the phone call said, ‘Oh, meet the Beatles.’”

“And they said, ‘That’s no problem.’”

“So she came running around to me and said, ‘I’ve got the most amazing news.  We’re going to meet the Beatles!’”

“I said, ‘Don’t be silly’ and she said, ‘We are – we are going to meet The Beatles!’”

A telegram from the Sunday Mirror duly arrived for the pair and their contact at the newspaper was none other than Derek Jameson, who later went on to edit The Mirror, The Daily Express and the Daily Star. 

Sue said, “We got a telegram saying that a car would pick us up on the Sunday, it was Remembrance Sunday and they picked us up at 1:00 and it was a Triumph 2000.


“We drove up to Liverpool and we were with the press.  We were meeting Derek Taylor, he was the press officer for The Beatles and we got out of the car and all the fans were there.   It was at the Liverpool Empire Theatre, and all the fans were there screaming their heads off.”

“We got out of this car and went through the doors, straight into a press conference.  We were introduced to all The Beatles and we were taken into a corridor and had photographs taken with them.   All the press were standing in like  horse shoe because they thought we were somebody important, which of course we weren’t, and all these national papers took photos of us. “




“We went into The Beatles dressing room before the concert.  I don’t know how long we spent with them -  probably almost an hour.  We got photos there in the dressing room with them and about a week later, we received copies of them. 




It’s a bit embarrassing because in one of them Paul McCartney’s got his arm round me and I’m looking into his eyes.”

 

Wednesday, November 10, 2021

Flour Bomb


 November 10, 1964 -  The Beatles get bombed with flour during their concert.   

Tuesday, November 2, 2021

"I am getting a photo with John, just watch..."


 November 2, 1964 -  Belfast 


I love this -- who cares if John is looking at the camera or even paying attention to you?   You are standing next to him and that picture is going to be snapped for the world to see that you stood next to him. 

Sunday, February 28, 2021

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

'64 Hull concert





This letter written by Jane Dunn was published in the April 1970 "B.S. Sheet" as she was looking back at the Beatles concert she went to.


Oh, so I didn't tell you of our Beatle concert?  Hard luck!  No, really, I'll tell you.  No, I didn't take any photos (as in 'you're not allowed to take cameras into the theatre, luv. You'll have to leave it here.').  Anyhow, "D" day arrived -- as I say 'D' day -- we had right up until 6:30pm to wait.  Itw as Friday, October 16, 1964.  It was their second visit to Hull.  The first one was in 1963.  I was only 13 then and mum said I could have gone, but there was one problem -- over 800 fans queuing for 48 hours for the box office to open.  Over here you're not allowed to book tickets by phone or post.  So I never went and neither did 100s of others.  Anyhow in 1964, I told mum that even if it meant queuing for 48 weeks I'd do it.  This time however they were crafty.  They never announced the date that the office would be open until in the newspaper on a Wednesday night (about a fortnight before the actual concert) and it would open the following morning.  This was to stop the queues (ha ha) foiled again methinks.  Boy was there a queue!   So much so that they opened the office at one minute past midnight to get rid of the congestion.  We were up on the balcony - John's side.  10/ a seat (they ranged from 15/- to 7/-) the most expensive concerts are the ones with The Beatles on of course. 

This particular Friday was also Voting Day, which involved half the Police Force.  It was also the week of our Hull Fair and this involves 100s of Police too.  But there also had to be 100s at the ABC Theatre, mostly mounted (on horses).  Guess which event gave them the most trouble?  He he!  1964 was when I was in the fourth year and a Friday afternoon we had needlework all the time.  Our teacher was the greatest and was going to the concert herself.  Well, we drove her mad (all but two of us were going).  We were telling her how long to the exact second there was to go!  4L15pm finally came and everyone rushed out.  I live very near school so Elaine and I dashed home.  It was the "era" of denims and crownecks, so we quickly changed and went straight there!  The bust just couldn't get there quick enough.  First, it got caught up in the Hull Fair crowds.  Finally, it got to some traffic lights and we were so fed up we got off thee and ran all the way and beat the bus by an hour!  You've never seen anything quite like it!  The whole city of Hull was Beatle mad!  Thousands were milling around -- only about 1% could possibly have got tickets.  All the nearby shops had iron gates absolutely covering them (nice to know we were trusted).  We got conned about 100 yards from the stage door by a phony program seller.  In the middle of paying him, THEY arrived.  100 yards away from them!  We just missed it.  Linda Stockman came running up to us and all she could say was, "I've touched George.  I've touched George!!"  We wandered around then decided it was time to go in and so did everyone else it seemed.  We passed a figure sat on the curb edge.  It was another girl from school, Linda Joliffo.  she was sat hunched up crying.  She had lost her ticket.  Her father came up in the car to say they'd looked everywhere but no luck and she'd better come home.  But she stayed.  Poor girl, to this day she swears if she ever found that ticket she'd kill herself. 

Anyhow, the concert.  Well, the atmosphere was marvelous.  Who was on with them?  I only remember Sounds Incorporated (fantastic), Mary Wells and Tommy Quickly.  I nearly wept because Quickly was so awful.  I shouted out and told him so.  He was the act before THEM, and he was sooooo depressing that I found myself worrying in case I was disappointed with the Beatles.  Next thing I know I jumped seven feet in the air, my tonsils made room for my heart and my stomach did 17 sommersets -- THEY were on!   There were some young teachers behind us and they lent us their binoculars.  I'll always remember looking at Paul and George, almost crying with laughter at some joke -- don't ask me what!  I've never seen such a beautiful sight --ever!  I can't remember what they sang (I couldn't hear anyway).  I know Ringo sang a solo.  I remember the solo spot on him and the other three in semi-darkness huddled together at one corner of the stage.  John wanted to sing "Hello Dolly" and kept attempting to do so in the "spastic" voice and pose, you know which one I mean -- the clawing at space, etc.  The others wouldn't let him sing it and in the end, he ended on his knees at Paul's feet, begging him.  all I know is I've never felt so utterly happy and full and ecstasy at the same time.  I cried the whole concert-- oh well!

Afterward we hung around to ages -- hoping.  Elaine and I seemed to be going in the opposite direction of everyone else.  A policeman came upon us and demanded what we were doing so I said we were going for a drink.  We went into the Milk Bar and got (wait for it) two free drinks of water!  We went off again and found Linda still sitting on the curb edge crying.  We went around the side of the theatre and looked up and a toilet window was ajar and (this is the honest Gospel truth); someone was using it (the toilet, not the window).  elaine and I stood gobsmacked.  We'll never know who it was unless we see again the -- oh forget it!  It took me ages to get over that biggest night of my life.  What I wouldn't give to live it all again.