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When I was 13, I was in a Mass Media class that required students to conduct an interview with a celebrity and write a paper about it. My friend Jordan and I decided to interview George Harrison. We weren't overly optimistic, but thought "What the hell -- maybe he'll be intrigued by the chutzpah and grant us a 5 minute phone call."

I tracked down George's address (Friar Park in Henley-on-Thames -- the house where he posed for the cover of All Things Must Pass) and duly sent off a letter explaining the task set for us and requesting a few minutes of his time. We may have even sent a list of potential questions to pique his interest.

A couple of weeks later I received a polite reply from his secretary indicating that Mr. Harrison's schedule was such that an interview would not be possible at this time. Naturally, this note from someone-who-probably-knew-George immediately became one of my prized possesions, and took pride of place on my bedroom corkboard. It's probably somewhere in my parent's attic or in the recesses of a closet -- perhaps I'll have a look for it next time I'm back there.
| posted by Alex at 2:51 PM