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Someone Just Bought George Harrison’s 60-Year-Old Toast

A Beatles fan just bought a 60-year-old piece of George Harrison’s toast. Yes, TOAST. Would you pay big money for stale rock history?

Pretty much ANYTHING connected to the Beatles can sell at an auction.  Even a piece of George Harrison’s TOAST from the ’60s.  (!!!)

A passionate Beatles collector paid an undisclosed amount for it.  But back in 1991, it sold for $94,800.  At the time, though, it also included a love letter from John Lennon to his ex-wife Cynthia.

Here’s the story behind the toast:  A 15-year-old fan named Sue Houghton was visiting George’s family home.  She saw he left the crust of the toast on his plate, so she put it in her pocket.

Sue added it to her scrapbook with the caption, “Piece of George’s breakfast. 2-8-63.”

George actually commented about the authenticity of the toast back in 1992.  He joked, quote, “I ate all my toast!  I never left any!”

(People)

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