Meh. Means nothing without a laminated card. . Edit: don't you believe a word of that from your wife!!
1996, I was coming out of a strip club in Montreal with a bunch of mates. It was in the early stages of a 20000 mile road trip to include Canada and Mexico so was in good spirits having just seen some expert table tennis and walked out just as Bruce and his little crew came out of the one next door. Having an audience, I just walked straight up, dropped a shoulder to dodge his lead minder and gave him a big hug.....course my mates were killing themselves as I picked myself off the pavement. Bruce does withering looks really well, but they were wasted on me cos I'm thick skinned when I'm having fun I met Mike Tyson on the same trip, although he was just buying sneakers
Arms aren't long enough LTL, plus I hadn't had a skinfull. He was actually quite friendly and approachable, once you had permission from his pair of trained monsters. He talked about shopping.
I met Lou Koller in the Brighton Laines in the early naughties. A good time and place for punk hardcore.
Once went out to the Hobbit with my bird at the time and her house mate. My boss (I was working at Orange Rooms) came to meet me for a drink and who else but David Prutton was with him. To cut a long story short we all got drunk, went back to my bird's place, and Prutts ended up banging her mate. High-fived him in the kitchen next morning and we made breakfast together. I asked him about the Leeds 4-3 loss when we were 3-0 up. He said it was literally impossible to get the ball out of our half in the second half and that the ball just seemed to go to a Leeds player every time no matter what. His most difficult ever opponent he said was Steven Gerrard by a country mile. I've liked Gerrard ever since that.
A friend of mine is good mates with Darren Cambell, and one night when we were all out in Weymouth (he was playing for them at the time) was saying hello to a local girl in the pub toilet, and it was my job to stand guard until he had finished saying hello.
I remember that great scene in Men Behaving Badly where (after fantasising about Kylie through several series) she couldn't convince them she really was Kylie Minogue and they threw her out. Perhaps a serious reflection on how reality doesn't live up to fantasy (or just a gag ). I have heard that compared to other so-called Superstars she is a pussy cat of great charm. As Fats said, you don't lose that. Someone should tell JLo...Kylie will still have her charm when you are just an old woman with a fat arse.
My Brother was outside The Dell in the car park getting the player's autographs when along came George Lawrence eating a Sandwich. While he was signing the Autograph he got my Brother to hold his Sandwich and said "Have a bite if you like?". So he did. I asked my brother recently what was in the Sandwich but he can't remember
I once saw Peter Shilton legless and being carried out of Friday's nightclub by two bouncers (not an unusual story if you know about Shilt's reputation in the 80s!) When I was a kid, Ron Davies was playing tennis in Weston tennis courts and on another occasion I was playing tennis in the city centre courts when Benny Hill walked past wearing a mackintosh and carrying two shopping bags.
Blimey, a bird..! That brings back memories. There's someone on TSW [who was there when I moderated] who still calls women chicks, and genuinely wonders why everyone makes a fuss.
I played against him when he was at Weymouth and when he was at Newport IOW (Fran will remember that). Good sprinter, never, ever going to be a footballer, despite what some media people reported!!
Didn't the Hobbit have a legal issue when the films came out, despite it being called that for years?