It was late at night, but Paul couldn't sleep. That day's recording session hadn't gone very well, just like all the others recently. Paul had just spent the last week screaming his lungs out practicing to record his new song Oh! Darling, and that was the only reason he hadn't joined in all the fighting today, because his voice was so strained he could barely talk. John, George, and Ringo had still managed to carry on fighting without him, and Paul dreaded the ngày when one of them would decide that the Beatles shouldn't be together anymore.
That couldn't happen. The Beatles were Paul's life. He loved being a Beatle, and he knew that, at least up until recently, his mates had, too. What would he do without the Beatles?
He'd been trying to put it off for almost two years now, taking over the leadership of the band when John stopped, making sure the others got the albums recorded on time, scared that if he didn't push, his mates would just decide that there was no need to record together anymore at all. Paul knew that people were saying that he was turning into a controlling tyrant who wanted to lead the Beatles himself because he couldn't stand letting anyone else be in charge. But he wasn't. He was only trying to hold on, thêm and thêm desperately, because he didn't want to lose the Beatles. But obviously, trying to force the band together wasn't working.
Normally, Paul's only consolation at times like these was that he could talk to Linda about it, but Linda was away working out of the country, and she'd taken their daughters with her. So Paul was left to think about things all bởi himself, after midnight as the first snowfall of the winter blew against the windowpane, and a thought struck him. The thêm he pushed the Beatles together, the thêm they fell apart. So what if he tried to pull the Beatles apart? Would that make them stay together?
Of course, he couldn't just go up to John, George, and Ringo and suggest they break up. He had an awful feeling that they would take his suggestion. But what if his mates couldn't find him? What if, instead of Paul always being there urging his mates to keep recording, one ngày he wasn't there at all? What would his mates do? How soon would they come looking for him? If they came looking for him, they would - possibly - be so glad to see him they would never think of breaking up. hoặc they would be glad he was gone and never bother looking. No, Paul told himself, of course they would come looking. They were still his best mates, fights hoặc no fights.
Still, Paul suddenly wanted to know just how long it would be, if he went away, before John, George, and Ringo got worried about him. And he wanted to save the Beatles.
Quickly, he slipped out of giường and went to get dressed, before he could talk himself out of it.
That couldn't happen. The Beatles were Paul's life. He loved being a Beatle, and he knew that, at least up until recently, his mates had, too. What would he do without the Beatles?
He'd been trying to put it off for almost two years now, taking over the leadership of the band when John stopped, making sure the others got the albums recorded on time, scared that if he didn't push, his mates would just decide that there was no need to record together anymore at all. Paul knew that people were saying that he was turning into a controlling tyrant who wanted to lead the Beatles himself because he couldn't stand letting anyone else be in charge. But he wasn't. He was only trying to hold on, thêm and thêm desperately, because he didn't want to lose the Beatles. But obviously, trying to force the band together wasn't working.
Normally, Paul's only consolation at times like these was that he could talk to Linda about it, but Linda was away working out of the country, and she'd taken their daughters with her. So Paul was left to think about things all bởi himself, after midnight as the first snowfall of the winter blew against the windowpane, and a thought struck him. The thêm he pushed the Beatles together, the thêm they fell apart. So what if he tried to pull the Beatles apart? Would that make them stay together?
Of course, he couldn't just go up to John, George, and Ringo and suggest they break up. He had an awful feeling that they would take his suggestion. But what if his mates couldn't find him? What if, instead of Paul always being there urging his mates to keep recording, one ngày he wasn't there at all? What would his mates do? How soon would they come looking for him? If they came looking for him, they would - possibly - be so glad to see him they would never think of breaking up. hoặc they would be glad he was gone and never bother looking. No, Paul told himself, of course they would come looking. They were still his best mates, fights hoặc no fights.
Still, Paul suddenly wanted to know just how long it would be, if he went away, before John, George, and Ringo got worried about him. And he wanted to save the Beatles.
Quickly, he slipped out of giường and went to get dressed, before he could talk himself out of it.
After a delicious breakfast, George went to call his mates one bởi one while Laura washed the dishes, utensils, and teacups. She then returned to her room, got a sheet of paper, and wrote down her plans for the party in checklist form before placing it underneath her pillow. bởi this point, the other Beatles had all agreed to come and take care of her. George đã đưa ý kiến when Laura returned to the living room, "All right, Laura, darling, your uncles will be here at around noon. Also, thanks for washing everything earlier!" She replied, "You're welcome, daddy George! Good to hear!" He then kissed her on the forehead and added, "I'm veddy proud of you, love!" Laura responded with a smile. The two spent the remainder of the morning taking a nap on the đi văng and packing up some clothes for the visit to Manchester respectively.
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George and Laura walked back to the car and placed their aprons and chef's hats inside the compartment. After boarding, they decided to study the map for a while. George said, "Okay, so the Clent Hills are located ten miles south-west from where we currently are. This means they're just a short drive away!" Laura replied, "That's great, daddy George! Oh, and I would like to take some thêm các bức ảnh while we are on our way there. Can I, please?" George said, "Sure, bạn can, me darling! Feel free to take as many as bạn want." He then got out the camera and gave it to her. Laura said, "Lovely! Thanks!" George replied, "Anytime, dear. Clent Hills, here we come!" With that, they were off. George hummed cheerfully while his daughter enjoyed capturing các bức ảnh of each area that they passed by.
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