Fact #169061
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The Beatles spend the day at various locations around London, England, UK, Europe, being photographed by esteemed war photographer Don McCullin and Stephen Goldblatt. This day will become known as The Mad Day Out.
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Don McCullin : I don't know why they picked me. I wasn't a studio photographer and I didn't feel comfortable working in colour. I thought perhaps they had mixed me up with David Bailey. When they asked what I charged for a day's shoot, I had no idea. They said, 'How about £200?' And I said, 'Okay.' Nobody ever got rich working for these boys.
It was obvious (Lennon) was the dominant one in the group. Paul was very charming like Paul is, and George and Ringo seemed a bit detatched and uninterested. You could tell there was no love lost between them and Yoko, but they kept a polite distance.
We stopped and did some pictures around an old church in St Pancras. Yoko turned out to be a bloody nuisance who thought she knew how to take pictures better than I did. She kept complaining to Lennon that I was doing the wrong shot.
When we got down by the river, the weather started to brighten up a bit. Lennon had been a bit stand-offish at the beginning, but he started getting into it and said, 'How about doing me like this?' He lay down and played dead. I remember thinking that if I'd suggested that, they all would have run a mile.
After that, we went to some kind of hall around Cable Street, where there was an upright piano and, for some reason, a parrot. John took off his shoe and let the parrot perch on his toe.
In (Paul's) garden he had a sort of Japanese summerhouse, all made of glass, with a floor that went up and down. There was no booze, no drugs, just tea. It was a happy day for me and, I think, for them too.
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It was obvious (Lennon) was the dominant one in the group. Paul was very charming like Paul is, and George and Ringo seemed a bit detatched and uninterested. You could tell there was no love lost between them and Yoko, but they kept a polite distance.
We stopped and did some pictures around an old church in St Pancras. Yoko turned out to be a bloody nuisance who thought she knew how to take pictures better than I did. She kept complaining to Lennon that I was doing the wrong shot.
When we got down by the river, the weather started to brighten up a bit. Lennon had been a bit stand-offish at the beginning, but he started getting into it and said, 'How about doing me like this?' He lay down and played dead. I remember thinking that if I'd suggested that, they all would have run a mile.
After that, we went to some kind of hall around Cable Street, where there was an upright piano and, for some reason, a parrot. John took off his shoe and let the parrot perch on his toe.
In (Paul's) garden he had a sort of Japanese summerhouse, all made of glass, with a floor that went up and down. There was no booze, no drugs, just tea. It was a happy day for me and, I think, for them too.
(Source : not known)