If Paul McCartney were to write an essay on how he spent his summer vacation in the Hamptons, it might include little tidbits like this:

Paul got to spend some quality time with his daughter, Beatrice, from his horribly truncated marriage to the peg-legged, porn-peddling pig-loving golddigger who tried to clean his clock. Luckily for Heather she managed to stay out of kicking distance on drop-off days.

But it wasn't all daddy duty for the former Beatle, who made the most of his time in that playground to the stars. Paul had the rumor mills grinding away as he squired one eligible lass after another about town. And you've got to hand it to him - the guy's got good taste.

First there was his snuggle and giggle time with model Christie Brinkley at the Hamptons Social. At $3,000 a ticket, the beautiful people could rest assured that the local riff raff appeared only as hired help, if at all.

But now summer's over, and the randy Brit has flown back across the pond. Will he ever find love again? Or will he become yet another aging rock 'n' roll playboy? He seems too proper for that, but who knows what goes on behind closed doors.