Roxan ~ In My Life with the Beatles

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Staying In 4 walls

Bob Dylan, The Supremes, The Ronettes, Del Shannon and The Exciters all visited the next Monday at the hotel.  We were still holed up inside the four walls, but we rallied on and made our own fun and games.

I snuck out once to do some sight seeing but getting back in was hairy to say the least. Brian ended up meeting me at a corner store to get me back to the rooms.. so never again!

"That bloody organ thing has been delivered John" I yelled over the top of George and Richie who were currently arguing about who was faster at eating a bowl full of chips, hot chips. That was one pastime- dares and pranks. Freda was currrently relaying the delivery notice to me, over the phone, all the way from home, the Saville Row Offices.

"The Mellotron, Syd. Mell-o-tron" John poked his tongue out at my use of the wrong words.

"Yes, yes. The Organ, Winks"

From New York to Toronto to Atlanta we skipped.. Houston, Chicago but blips on the map. Rising to the skies again to attend Bloomington and Minnesota then hopping along to Portland, then San Deigo, Los Angeles finally touching down in California for two shows right on the tail end of the month. Very tiring!

"Was that a Mello thingo you broke on stage last night, winks?" I was, of course, goading him with the Mellotron gag; he vehemently shook his head at my thingo remark.

"No babe, it was a small vox continental electric organ" John winked at me as Paul stood watching on, scratching his ear as if wondering about what way our conversation was headed.

"Sooo, if that's the case. Do you even know how to play the Mellotron, babe? Or is it just another dinky toy for you?"

Paul rolled his eyes and grabbed his teacup, he was off to the kitchen before I had John steaming about the organ thingo. George on the other hand quite liked the to and fro of the banter so he sat up and looked like he was at a tennis match, head going left to right and return.

"Yes Syd, I know how to play the Mello thingo. Good grief now you have me calling it that. Syd!" I laughed and John chased me, cornering me behind Georges chair, I slipped away as John actually tried climbing over Geo to get to me.

"Ah Excuse me John" George tapped John on the thigh as I giggled. John was stuck, one leg over the back of the chair the other almost shoved in Georges face.

"Yes George, what is it now" John groaned as I wiggled my fingers in my ears at him. Childish yes, but so very funny.

"Well I've been meaning to ask, haven't I. What is up with the Syd and Winks nicknames? They are right weird for lovey-dovey names if you ask me" George grabbed his lollies and gobbled three as John extracted himself. Richie strolled back over, hands shoved deep in his pockets and Paul was now sat, with his freshly made tea, by the window.

"Well I know the winks one!" Paul then winked at me overzealously and I smiled happily. John grabbed me then plopping us both into another armchair. "...Very romantic that one"

"Come on, relieve our boredom. Pray-tell lovers" Richie rubbed my hair all over my face, making me a scruffy tatty head and then he fell on the floor. Just straight down like he had fainted. I really don't know how he doesn't suffer an injury.

"Hey look at Roxan she's a real-life Beatles Scruff hahaha" George chuckled and pointed as I tried to tame my unkempt mane.

John pushed me gently onto the floor and roughed up my hair again, then leaned forward in the chair towards the others like we were all part of some espionage plot. We all leaned in to listen to John not really knowing why.