As before, I was made to feel welcome. It happened to be JUST before Paul was doing a World tour. Of-course, I knew nothing about this at the time, but they made jokes about my only coming to see them because I wanted to be on the tour again. They'd been brought up like any other childreen and had never been spoilt with lots of money. Paul and Linda lavished TIME on them instead.
Celebrity can be a barrier.
You are always scared of intruding, so I never became close friends with the McCartneys, but I always sent a Xmas card, never expecting one in return. It was Linda. She was going through the cards and thought she would give me a ring and see how I was. I chatted to her and Paul, little knowing I'd never speak to her again. By 1997, I'd heard about the cancer, but her daughter Mary seemed to think, last December, that it had been beaten.