It was on November 12, 1963 (60 years ago today), that the Beatles postponed their show at the Guildhall in Portsmouth due to Paul falling ill with gastric flu.
The band had filmed an interview with the Southern Television Program ‘Day by Day’ but as seen in the clip below, Paul was quiet and visibly uncomfortable.
Shortly after, Dr. John Langmaid was called to examine Paul and he was deemed too sick to perform. The show was postponed as the group refused to play as a trio.
Dr. Langmaid remembers the boys being worried. As he recalls:
“Later in the day I was told by my secretary that there had been a phone call from the Guildhall requesting me to go there as soon as possible to see one of the Beatles. When I arrived, I was taken in via a back entrance and thence upstairs to a room where Paul McCartney was lying down on what I think was a settee. The other members of the group were in the same room and I remember John Lennon pacing up and down looking rather anxious. I examined Paul and prescribed some medicine. It was quite clear to me that there was no way that the poor chap would be able to perform that evening, so the show was cancelled - much, as I imagine, to the relief of all of them! The following morning, I visited him again at the Royal Beach Hotel and found him looking and feeling much better. I remember saying that it would be OK for them to travel onward that day. I was thanked politely and then fought my way out through a barrage of press reporters in the hotel lobby.”
i have never heard anything more upper middle class than “ingredients household” like sorry my mum didn’t have time to lovingly stock the kitchen with “ingredients” and i ate a twix for lunch
Americans/Australians: Haha, why are you complaining about 30C heat? 40C is a bit warm but it’s not the end of the world! It’s beach weather! Wow so sensitive! Just put suncream on! Can’t believe you’re afraid of the sun!
I’m working in an office that was built before America became a country that has walls made of 3 layers of bricks and double glazed windows painted, glued and nailed shut to keep the rain out. There a rooms on every floor designed to withstand months of snow, sleet and hail. There is a mannequin downstairs who’s only purpose is to talk about how he survived winter in the highlands and how he’d kill to feel the warmth of 8C. There are no fans in the building let alone AC. The radiators can’t be turned off without turning off the cafe electricity downstairs. The woman running front of house is in hospital with heatstroke despite being inside for most of the week.
In 2003 we had these temperatures and 20,000 people in Europe reportedly died. Its now estimated the number was above 70,000. We’re not being dramatic. It’s not fucking funny.
friend organised plans for today on the 16th of march
we’ve talked about the plans at least once since then
we talked about the plans last Thursday
we talked about the plans this Thursday (though one friend wasn’t there tbf)
friend send reminder about plans yesterday
friend sent another message this morning with suggestion for dinner
two friends pulled out today at 5 hours then 4 hours before
and idk I know people are allowed to pull out at short notice if they need to but this continues an ongoing pattern with no apparent good reason and I’m just. tired. Especially when these are some of my only (basically are my only) irl friends
No, but this is so funny. SO FUNNY because it’s so true. Basically all young fans who didn’t speak English as a first language were just following some random kids back then and they were NOT MAKING SENSE. Not even a bit. Songs? Interviews? Jokes? Who was going to translate them? Google? LMAO. You had no choice than to fucking pay attention during those English classes otherwise you would end up depending on somebody else’s interpretation of facts/events/words. Still to these days I know there are people so young or just not too much into English to understand what many of the things, the discourses and such are even about. Proverbially many things ARE lost in translation. I cant decide if this is a curse or a blessing. I promise, it can be alienating at some extent. There’s passion, dedication, personal growth in fandom many won’t ever understand.
no but. im in love. i love her sm. like i just know people have to look at us together and know we love each other. like. uk what i mean? this is what love looks like.