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Oct. 18th, 2008

Lost in thought, Cyn 3

Daddy You Been On My Mind - Extract 2: Jack & Monday 2

Jack gazed curiously into Monday's face to check if she really had fallen asleep. He was surprised to see that she was still wide awake and staring straight up at him. Her eyes awash with tears buttheeuphoric expression on her face showed him they couldn't be born from sadness. At least not entirely. The album had moved him too, a great deal more than he thought it would, and he'd almost lost the unconscious battle against his own urge to cry.

"You felt it, didn't you?" Monday asked as she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand.

"Yeah, I felt it stronger than I ever have before." Jack wrapped his arms around Monday and she settled into him as easily as if they'd been lovers for years rather than merely hours. He placed a kiss on top of her head before resting his cheek and whispering into her wild curls, "Thank you."

Oh, how much did he wish he could be there the next night she listened to this record and the next but that was clearly never going to happen. You didn't pick up a pretty girl for the night and then decide you wanted to go out with her properly. That just wasn't how it worked. Besides, the sort of girls who'd spend the night with him weren't really the sort of girls he'd want glued to his arm wherever he went. He was glad to see the back of them after that one night.

Monday was different in that respect. He just wished he'd realised how well he'd get on with her before diving in dick first. They might have become friends. At least then he could have kept on seeing her, always with the hope the initial friendship with give way into something more. Now he'd either have to forget about her or begin an awkward friendship or relationship with a near-stranger.

Oct. 17th, 2008

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Daddy You Been On My Mind - Extract 1: Jack & Monday

Jack began to flick through her record collection. When the first few discs he turned up were those of Bob Dylan, Joan Baez and Woody Guthrie, he suspected he was seeing a pattern. But from there on in, things got interesting. Smiley Lewis,  Fats Domino and Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys. In response to his questioning look, she told him they'd been recommended by a friend. He also spotted some Pink Floyd and Queen in there, two groups he heartily approved of, as well as a great number of 60s bands. No albums by the Beatles, though. Now that confused him. For someone who was clearly such a fan of music from the 1960s, to not have anything by the Beatles just seemed completely nonsensical.

"Where are all your Beatles records?" Jack asked her as he wandered over to the bed with the only Dylan album he'd found among the pile. It was one from a few years ago, when Bob was still a bit mental with that whole Christian phase. Jack had heard he was over that now but you never could be sure with Dylan.

"Oh, that's not my full collection," Monday said with a glowing smile. "That's just what I've been listening since the last time I was arsed to tidy up. Didn't think I'd have company tonight."

"So where..."

With a casual shrug of those delicate shoulders, lifting her hair ever so slightly and letting it tumble teasingly back over her breast, she said, "All that stuff's away with the rest of my Da-Dylan albums."

Jack tore his eyes reluctantly away from her to glance at the record again. It wasn't the first one he'd have chosen, quite frankly. His musical tastes had fallen out of sync with Bob Dylan's in recent years.

"But you've been listening to this one?"

"Every night before I go to bed," Monday told him with a wistful smile. "Or I'll listen to Every Grain of Sand at the very least."

"I don't think I know that one," he confessed sheepishly. Once upon a time, he'd been the one insisting to his disbelieving friends that this John Lennon album or that Bob Dylan song would change their lives forever. Now he couldn't even keep up with the man's recent work.

"Well, you must hear it. You absolutely must!" Monday told him, her pale eyes suddenly alight with blue fire. "Every time I listen to it, I think you'll understand this, it gets me right here."

And she lay a hand over her heart. Jack carefully covered he hand with his own. Slowly, he slid his hand to cup her breast as her mercury mouth moved to press against his.

"I do understand. I used to get that feeling, but I haven't for such a long time."

Jul. 14th, 2008

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Arriving in America, a proud Brian Espstein standing with us.

Jul. 11th, 2008

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In the garden with John

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Lennon vs. Dylan Part 2

More pictures comparing Johnny and Bobby. More to come whenever I come across them.

THE hat

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From The Times, August 26, 1967

Jul. 10th, 2008

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Quotes from John's half-sister Julia Baird

When John met Cynthia we knew that something had happened; we knew that some great thing had happened although we didn't quite know what. John was totally on edge and disappearing and then eventually, I do remember him hanging out of the window at Mendips in his bedroom waiting for the bus, and I was there with Mimi that day, and he was waiting for Cynthia to get off the bus from Penny Lane.
She came in and I thought she was absolutely beautiful and of course she is. She's got that sort of bone structure that if she's a hundred she'll be beautiful. She's just a beautiful woman isn't she? She's beautiful inside and out, she's a lovely lady. I don't think anyone who knows her would disagree with that.
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Found: http://sentstarr.tripod.com/beatgirls/cynquote2.html
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"I met Cynthia at art school. She was a right Hoylake runt. Dead snobby. We used to poke fun at her and mock her, me and Geoff Mohammed. 'Quiet Please,' we'd shout, 'No dirty jokes, It's Cynthia.' We had a class dance and I asked her to dance. Geoff had been having me on, saying, 'Cynthia likes you, you know.' As we danced I asked her to come to a party the next day. She said she couldn't. She was engaged." - John Lennon

"John asked me to dance and I nearly died. Bingo! I then amazed myself by being very cool, calm and collected outwardly-inside I was out of this world. The dance was slow and smoochy. I was aloof and John, I think, was slightly embarrassed. It was all very painful and beautiful at the same time. The remaining students were looking on with puzzled expressions at such an unlikely combination." - Cynthia Lennon

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Found: http://sentstarr.tripod.com/beatgirls/cynquote.html

Jul. 9th, 2008

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John Lennon vs. Bob Dylan - a picture comparison, part 1

I would like to introduce you to my husband, John Lennon, and my secret lover ahem close friend, Bob Dylan. They're both quite shy underneath their cool exteriors, so forgive them if they try to hide now they've realised what I'm doing.



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Jul. 8th, 2008

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1964 - On the plane to America

On the way to America with John. Trying to catch his eye while he remains oblivious. Alas, this happens all too often.

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