Eight Days A Week: Slices Of Beatles Time
Monday 30th September, 1963
Picture this, dear reader: It's a crisp autumn Monday in jolly old England. The leaves are turning, the air's got that unmistakable nip, and the lads from Liverpool are... nowhere to be found. That's right, while the rest of us poor sods are trudging back to work after the weekend, nursing our hangovers and cursing the alarm clock, John, Paul, George, a…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to The News Today, Oh Boy to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.