On a Sunfish.
Yup. Apparently true. In an interview with Donnie Deutsch (first shown some time ago but replayed last night on Deutsch's show on CNBC) Heather Mills McCartney says that Paul wooed her by offering to take her for a ride on his boat. She didn't quite know what to expect but assumed it would be some kind of luxury yacht. However, her future husband showed up at the beach sailing a Sunfish to take her out for a cozy sail for two, and that was when he won her heart. Now after four years of marriage, the couple's impending divorce is likely to generate the largest settlement in British legal history.
Smooth move Macca. But next time get the girl to sign a pre-nup before she steps on your Sunfish.
When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
You'll be older too,
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
Every summer we can rent a cottage,
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera Chuck & Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
You'll be older too,
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
Every summer we can rent a cottage,
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera Chuck & Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
Apparently not.
Sir Paul is 63.
Sir Paul is 63.
8 comments:
Tillerman, I am touched!
It´s the first time I see the text of this Beatles song in writing and therefore the first time I fully do understand it. And as I have only 5 (y) and a half left until than, I am not sure if you made my day! ;-))
RATS! I was hoping to read about some high-tech material used for an exotic sail...like the solar sail that fizzled out earlier this year...
Pleased you liked the lyrics for the song fred. It was played at my son's wedding a couple of years ago. We liked the line about grandchildren ....Vera, Chuck and Dave .... For quite a while before a better name was chosen, we used Baby Vera as the code name for our grandchild-to-be.
Sorry Dan. You should know by now that most of my post titles are teases!
How do you know that she dumped him? Apparently when she was asked if she knew why they were breaking up, she said she was stumped.
Also, apparently (as reported in The Times)she offered to sign a pre-nup but Sir Paul refused because it was not romantic to contemplate the end of the relationship.
At what crew positions is she good and does she have any racing experience, especially on spinnaker trim? But, I don't think CA will be ready for the Etchells worlds at Cowes next year, anyway.
Have you heard the one about the mining accident?
Harry was going about his goldmining job when there was a terrible accident and the mine caved in. He came round in hospital to find he'd had his leg cut off to get him free from the ruins.
Harry was distraught. "I'll never work again he said!"
"No" reassured his pal Ernie. "You'll get work"
"But who would want a one-legged golddigger?" he asked
"Paul McCartney!"
You never cease to amaze me Tillerman!
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