Get It Straight, Or Say Good Night

LA Dreaming

Tuesday 25 August 1964

Dear Dairy Diary

LA California!!!

Well John says I should start writing in you again (I think he would rather you get the shit that hits the fan than him- he is SO scared of me!)

What can I say it's been a blast of eye opening months since I agreed to this crazy 'deal'... oops there's that word again. Australia had me saying yes. I stupidly thought we would go home for a bit of peace & silence but oh no twelve days later they had me bundled up with luggage, baby stuff & headache tablets A-gain. Hadn't we just been on a 'world tour'!?!? It seemed as if we were doing the ABC of Britain - Brighton, Blackpool, Bournemouth & back again to Blackpool with a side dose of Swedish hospitality which was the start of the S's - Stockholm and Scareborough.

Then I had time at home! Not......

*One day*!!!!! Oh my lord! Back on a plane to America the land of the free, the land of hope and horny... well all those girls want Something from my boys...(I sound like Brian when I say that!)

It's been great seeing a few sights around the US of A. I have been able to sneak out with a driver to shop a little or be a tourist on a couple of afternoons.

With the help of the nanny we (I ) hired, I've been able to see more shows than ever before. The noise and seeing the lads pelted with hard jelly baby's is too much. Much too much it seems at times. John stuffs around with some of the songs to have a quite 'bitter' laff

'Twist and Shout' became 'Pissed with Gout' the other day- no one heard- no one hears anything, sad really, don't those kids want to hear them....

Two days of relaxing doing absolutely nothing! Days by a private pool no less and the serenity has been unbelievable. Don't tell John but it's been hard this new 'deal'. We have had some rough days, yelling & screaming at each other til our voices hurt but at the end of the night he comes back to me and we kiss and apologise and ..... well you get the picture, diary.

So I'll close you now because I'm going to meet a big huge star- Burt Lancaster *WOW* Richy was so excited a breakfast and his infection oops infectioUS happiness has me happy too.

Toodles for now dear diary xxxooo

"Hurry up, where have you been luv?" John took Lou's hand after she shut the diary and pulled her hurriedly to the last Cadillac. George, Brian and Richy had already left, that left Paul, John and Lou to catch up in their car. Evie was staying home today, it was much easier to move about without her and she wouldn't enjoy being harnessed on someone's lap to stop her destroying a host's house.

"Did you know this place is costing $1,000 for four days!?" Louise gazed back at the compound as they slipped down the driveway toward the gatehouse where they would pause to pick up Neil who was stationed there with security.

"Mario Lanza's place I think" Paul tapped Lou on the shoulder as they cleared the property "Have a look in the bushes there, see 'em?"

There were police road blocks that the cars had to traverse in three strategic spots en-route and apparently there were more up along St. Cloud road. Louise watched as they motored past a few trees "There! Some fans, nesting in those shrubs. Oh! look up there, in the trees too. Mad buggers"