It hadn`t been long since I had completed my Scenic Painters apprenticeship when I was ordered to serve a bit of time at Westway Studios in West London, by my Dad.
This particular day on-set was a going to be tad different from the usual as George Harrison was booked in on the main stage, along with Jools Holland, Ray Cooper & an array of other top musicians.
Being a young drummer I was excited & fired up about meeting these guys. So that morning in the cafe over breakfast I compiled a mental list of questions on music that, given half a chance, I would ask George his advice on.
As I walked back to the studio I headed for the main stage, chest out, shoulders back & ready to go in my spotless white painters overalls. Nothing would stop me & it felt great to be alive. Then all of a sudden someone from behind shattered this state of reverie in me; " Hey, you, excuse me, can you find out who`s blocked my car in the car park ? I want to move, but can`t ". Wondering who was shouting at me, I spun round, ready to set the line with this person & realized it was George Harrison who was now peering at me, waiting for an answer. Oh no, I thought, what am I going to do now ? Talk about thrown in at the deep end " Er, yes, of course, Mr Harrison, leave it with me, I`ll sort it out. "
After a bit of running about asking others I looked out into the car park & saw George standing there, arms crossed, annoyed, waiting for this guy to move his car. Then I took a double take & saw that the guy who had parked so abysmally across George`s Rolls was my Dad ! George had beaten me to it. He`d collared my Dad & was not happy with him.
Needless to say, that was the end of my legendary morning where I`d be hanging out with the legends & waffling on till wrap time. I kept my head down the rest of the day & said nothing !
In the end George, & everyone else, were great fun, warm & very funny. It was a pleasure to have been there.
~Thanks for the memories ~
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