“Jenny had come to stay for a few days as soon as we moved into Friar Park – and suffered those freezing nights in the hall – also Chris O’Dell, a pretty blonde American girl who had been working at Apple. She came home with George late one night. He had asked her to live with us for a bit to help with the house – and I confess I was miffed. I was convinced he was playing around big-time and that any girl who came into our lives was an immediate threat. Whatever nice noises they made to me, I knew that they wanted George. As a result, I had virtually no girlfriends. Jenny was the only one I knew I could trust. So when Chris walked in through the front door, looking like Goldie Hawn and chatting confidently with George and Kevin, the new roadie, I guessed he had brought her home because he intended to sleep with her.
Chris and I got on well together; we cooked, went into Henley to do the shopping and hung out together, and it was all good fun. I liked her, I wanted to be her friend and she clearly wanted to be mine. That made me even more frightened: I knew that if George came on to her I would lose her. I decided to bite the bullet. ‘Chris,’ I said, ‘I’d really like to be your friend and – I’m sorry, I’ve never said this to anyone in my life before – you will only be my friend as long as you don’t let George have you.’
‘Okay,’ she said, ‘that’s a deal. I’d rather be your friend.’ And we still are friends. And, of course, George tried – she told me, so she was clearly someone I could trust.”
Patties remembers Chris found it possible to resist George and be Pattie’s true friend.
Top photo: Jenny, Pattie, Chris, Friar Park 1970
Bottom photo: Pattie and Chris, Catalina Island 2012