Chapter 40 - Birthdays / Bri going bad / July - August 1974

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POV Roger

Today is July twenty-second, Monday. Bri's twenty-seventh birthday was on the nineteenth, Friday, but he did not want to party. He said he wants to celebrate his birthday, along with mine. I do birthday on the twenty-sixth, on Friday, but, let's celebrate on Saturday night, July twenty-seventh, because we want Helena's presence and she only arrives in London on Saturday after noon. She will complete an agenda of photographs for magazines and newspapers in Manila, the Philippines and also visit social projects in the city and dinner with authorities. Helena will have a very big schedule in the next twelve months as Miss Universe. I'm very happy for my Leninha. How much you miss my brunette.

The week passed quickly and the boys and I recorded another song: In The Lap of the Gods ... Revisited.

On Saturday, when it was noon, the boys and I finished another week of recording and I went straight to the airport, to find Helena and Clotilde. About one-thirty in the afternoon, Helena landed at the airport. Seeing me open a big smile and I went her direction and I hugged her hard. Helena met my embrace and cried excitedly.

"You got my love," he told her softly. "You've made a dream come true. Enjoy every second my angel.

She hugged me harder and kissed my cheek.

"Happy birthday, Rog, one more time. I gave you a happy birthday yesterday on the phone and now, present. "She smiled excitedly. "May God bless my angel. I love you!

"I love you, too, and it's wonderful that you're here today to celebrate Bri and I's birthday." She said with a smile.

Helena was wearing a beautiful dress, her Miss Universe crown on her head and the Miss Universe band on top of her dress.

At that moment, some photographers and journalists came up asking questions for us:

"Do you know where?" Miss Universe Helena Lins Mirtey and Queen drummer Roger Taylor?

I frowned. I do not like the press. They treated Queen very badly, for many times, accusing us of things we did not do, detonating the image of the band. I was silent.

"Roger and I have been friends since I lived in Truro. Our parents were neighbors in Truro, I've known Roger since I was eleven, "said Helena sympathetically." I studied with his sister. Since then Roger and I have become friends and always will be.

The reporters asked a few more questions, but the security guards stayed around Helena. Clotilde held Helena's arm on one side and I on the other. I was very serious. I was in a wonderful moment with Lena, when these vultures come to trouble us. We went to my car and put Helena's suitcases in my trunk. Clotilde stepped into the back seat of the car and Helena sat in the front passenger seat. I sat in the driver's seat, seriously.

"Rog, please, are not you happy to see me?" Said Helen, looking at me meekly. "Do not be serious, I do not like to see you like this.

"Leninha, I'm sorry, but the press bothers me and you know why," I said in annoyance, starting the car.

- I know Rog and the boys and you have reasons not to like him, but, it's good that you start getting used to it, because when Queen is the biggest band on the planet you will not have any more peace. The press will always be behind you. And you always said that you wanted to be rich, happy, famous and popular. - she said.

"I know Leninha, I'm not going to generalize too, that all the press professionals are like this, but most of them do not deserve my respect," he said, driving the car.

"Do not be upset, my angel," she patted my arm. "I see you changed cars, I loved your Alfa Romeo. - she smiled.

"I'm glad Helena liked it," I said, smiling. "My car is not beautiful like your Audi.

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