1974

After The Beatles' break up the lads focused on their solo careers. John made music with Yoko, Paul started 'Wings' with Linda, Ringo mostly did films, and George created his label called 'Dark Horse', like he described himself. Of course, it was difficult to start and to do anything on your own after the band, also his break up with Pattie Boyd left him hurt and angry, but George was managing the work kinda all right. He wasn't officially divorced yet but Pattie was living with Eric Clapton already. George just hoped they'd be fine together...

His label was blossoming, the albums were brilliant and probably more successful than when he was with The Beatles. George still didn't like coming out to social media and paps, he was comfortable in Friar Park, in his garden. But as much as he hated to admit, he was feeling lonely.

You, a young engineer just out of uni, were in active search for work. You loved music, pop or classic, so you wanted to work for a label or studio. And just your luck! 'The Dark Horse' was just in search for an engineer because the previous one got ill and couldn't do work for a good time. So you contacted the secretary, getting employed almost immediately, due to your skills and great knowledge in your profession.

You were aware of the label belonging to ex-Beatle George Harrison but didn't really pay attention to that fact, though you knew any girl in your place would get ecstatic. George didn't know about you for a while too, well, because you were mostly doing your work quietly. But one day, when he was in studio at lunchtime, George noticed you: the book about Indian culture in your hand picked his interest. That made him curious, a girl interested in Indian culture and working in his label? And he didn't even knew.

That was when he first met you and sat next to you at lunch, asking about the book. You had a small talk, it was formal and a bit awkward. But from then on, George found himself incredibly curious about you. He often came to studio on your shift, just sitting there and minding his own business, while watching you work. He didn't knew why you caught his attention: was it your looks, your professionalism or common interests? But George never really made any moves. 'Admire the sun from afar, you may get burned if coming too close', he remembered, looking at you.

It was your day out. You were at home, enjoying your time alone when you got a call from an unknown number. Picking up, you heard a familiar voice, who then informed it was George Harrison. He said there was un urgent work in the studio and you had to come, apologized for disturbing your day out.

In reality, the problem wasn't urgent, but George felt like seeing you again, he just didn't want to say it straight. So he made up and excuse and got your number from the secretary. Maybe he could have a small talk with you?