My name is Lennon,
John Lennon
And my name is McCartney,
Paul McCartney
And my name is Harrison,
George Harrison
And my name is Starr,
Ringo Starr
And my name is Bond,
James Bond
And they were all fab.
Hey, we’re talking my generation here
I was eleven and in the playground
To the traffic in king conkers
And marbles with rare stripes
Was added a brisk trade
In posters of the fab four
(With Gerry-and-the-Pacemakers
And Cilla thrown in
The kings and queens of Merseyside).
And at night in the dorm
After lights-out I would read
From Russia with love
Under the sheets with my torch
Dotted here and there
The glowing white tents
An encampment for the nomads
That we were.
Happy 50th anniversary then
To The Beatles and James Bond
We were shaken and stirred
You quickened our blood
Fired up our imaginations
And brought colour into
Our drab young lives.
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Perfect!!
And yes to all you say!! I was 15 so now you know my age!! lol 🙂
This picture looks like the cover to the LP (Yes LP, not album!!!) “With the Beatles”.
My first love who dumped me after three years when we were 18 was a budding artist and drew
me a sketch of this very picture which I had on my bedroom wall for ages! As you so succinctly put it “we were shaken and stirred. You have reminded me of a poem I wrote last year so I hope you don’t mind if I share it with you; it seems so appropriate.
First Love
We were together three years, you and I.
The sketch you drew of The Beatles
for my bedroom wall was so good,
far too good to be torn
into a thousand pieces.
I let them flutter from the bedroom
window among the snow, hoping
they would melt with the thaw
but they were still there and
I had to sweep them away.
And I hoped that if I unravelled
every stitch from the jumper I knit you,
the hurtful memories would unravel too,
but they just lay there in a shrivelled
heap, much more bitter than sweet.
Your mother sent me a kind letter
saying how much she liked me,
with a well-meaning
consolation prize,
nylon stockings,
American tan, with seams.
I never wore them,
I preferred tights.
Christine
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Here, here…. They were, and still are great..! 🙂
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We’ve just had a month of Bond films, my friend and me. The old ones are corny-ish, but..I still love Bond. And the Beatles, nobody could beat them. Hope you’re feeling well, Thomas!
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Yes, moderately well, thanks Rose.
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