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Blog 64 - Now I'm Sixty-Four



With apologies to Paul McCartney, I ask:

Will you still need, will you still read me,

Now I’m Sixty-Four?



Restrictions are being lifted, the sun is tempting all to venture out, do you still want to read my blogs? This is quite amazingly, Blog 64. I still have scarves aplenty.



That wonderful Beatles number came out in the Sixties, the swinging mad years when London was the centre of everything new for young people, Carnaby Street, Mary Quant, Biba, geometric hair cuts, Mods and Rockers, Flower Power. I hope everyone likes today’s Mary Quant scarf on my beautiful model. I wonder what life will be like for her when she is sixty-four? Paul McCartney wrote the lyrics for the song when he was sixteen. He had lost Linda some years before his 64th and was going through an acrimonious divorce from Heather so the words must have been pretty poignant on his birthday.



1964 held surprises for my family. Out of the blue, a teenager knocked at our door and sought the help of my husband to launch her singing career. My husband knew nothing of the music industry, I was upstairs in bed with bad flu, no anti flu jabs in these days, and my head throbbed as a would be pop star, accompanied by a drummer, belted out My Girl, a Mary Wells number. It all snowballed from there and a few months later, three professional property businessmen were promoting a husky voiced young pop singer. Because the image of this risky speculation did not fit their professional image, the company was in the names of their wives. We knew nothing of the industry either! We hired a voice coach, a publicity agent, photographer, booking agent, a dentist, songwriter, etc., etc.. A record deal was set up with Fontana, Carol’s name was changed to Karol, and You Beat Me To The Punch was launched. I helped with her choice of wardrobe and watched her TV debut on the same show as the Rolling Stones. Can’t remember if it was Thank Your Lucky Stars, Top of the Pops or Ready, Steady, Go. Mick Jagger had his finger bitten by an over jealous fan, and all attention was focused on him. The record was not a success. We could not afford to feed any more money into this venture, but we had given a young person with dreams her first chance. We let her go. She changed her name to Luan Peters, dabbled further with the music business.....and another of these coincidences, played the part of Linda McCartney in JOHN, PAUL, GEORGE, RINGO AND BERT in the Best Musical of 1974  by Willie Russell some ten years later.  She went on to have  a successful acting career.



I watched an excerpt the other night of her in The Psychiatrist episode of Fawlty Towers, being groped accidentally by John Cleese. Poor Basil was caught in the act by Sybil his wife as he bumbled away, thinking he was switching on the old fashioned light switch and finding Luan’s upper torso as she did a yoga stretch against the wall.



Which reminds me, must keep my own shoulders back....all this typing blogs is doing nothing for my posture.



Now, back to the question.



Will you still need me, will you still read me......now I’m past Blog 64?

Keep your distance, stay alive, where will we go for Blog 65?



Busy Bee, Scarf Face!

Blog 64.

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gillian Marsh
May 30, 2020

I've managed to log in .... at last ... and apparently not a moment too soon! Yes, please, we definitely would like Scarfaid to continue. It makes my day. Relieved to know that you are not running out of scarves.

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monrich
May 29, 2020

Keep going Hazell. Thoroughly enjoying your daily blog. We will still need you, we will still read you......... speaking for other White Lodge Ladies too. Monica x

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lorne.watkiss
May 29, 2020

Great tale mum. I do recall this episode in our lives and remember a certain amount of sleep deprivation as a result . With little sis and I being sent to bed and told to go to sleep whilst the band practised in our lounge . Of course , we thought it was perfectly normal to have a band making a racket downstairs ! In hindsight ,I wonder if such a bohemian upbringing , may have resulted or partially caused my wild behaviour as a teenager ?

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Hazell Jacobs
Hazell Jacobs
May 29, 2020

Nice to hear from South Africa that you can look forward to your daily tipple when rationing is lifted. I had the white boots too, which I sprayed with a can of Christmas gold lacquer when they began to look tired. Twisting away must have left a few sparkles on many a dance floor! I will keep writing to liven your coffee break, Irene.

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Irene Campbell
Irene Campbell
May 29, 2020

Morning coffee will not be fully enjoyed unless I have your blog to read.

Restrictions are still in force here.....We are only at level 3.

No sport, but as from Monday can buy alcohol Hooray! ( we have been on rations) and freely walk outside time limits.

Lovely scarf and model...I was very envious of Mary Quants 60 s hairstyle and white boots. Tried to copy style without success

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