There was always the odd girl out whose favorite Beatle was Ringo.
Ringo was all right, if one went for the goof ball with the pillow lips and and hang dog eyes. The least favorite. The...er...smallest. And oldest.
The Beatles came from Liverpool, which as a result has a certain panache it would never have had otherwise.
And this year they were designated the European capital of Culture, and in honor of the event a topiary of the Beatles was created. Ringo was asked to come and...pay homage?
Ringo came, and god knows what he was thinking, god knows what he'd been through that day, or in years gone by, at the hands of Liverpool, but he chose to comment on the fact he misses nothing at all about Liverpool.
NOTHING AT ALL?
The good citizens don't like to be maligned by no-good celebrities who ought to have a little gratitude. Just look at how mad Pittsburgh got at...er..what's her name...Sierra...Sienna Miller...yes...when she said Pittsburgh was no fun, or something like that.
I don't know what Ringo said about the topiary of him and the rest of the Beatles. 
But the topiary was, forthwith, relieved of Ringo's head. Slashed right off, by vandals.
I don't think I'd use the word vandals here.
I'd refer to whoever perpetrated this act of revenge as friendly people just doing the right minded thing.
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