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I sold Simon Weston a really disgusting Christmas jumper. Bright yellow wool, with red christmas trees.
Barged Neil Kinnock out of the way when going through a door. He took it well and is very short.
Played pool regularly against Spider from Coronation Street, who drank in my local... as did Peter Crouch and one of the Chuckle Brothers (Barry?)
The guitarist(?) from Steel Pulse bought my car a few years back.
Some bloke from the Antiques Roadshow turned up at work.
Peter Ndlovu strutted through town - everyone ignored him.
Author Jim Crace came to do a talk to an audience of me (the work presence), the bloke who used to take his clothes off in public (thankfully kept them on) and a couple from Worcestershire.
I bought Arthur Pendragon a pint.
Some presenter of a consumer affairs programme waved furiously to stop me getting in the way as they were filming a segment. Sod it, they were filming outside my front door and I needed a shit.
Sat next to Glenn Hoddle and his daughters in Rome while he was having a pizza. We ignored him and spoke about him under our breath.
Went for a job interview in London, had some time to spare so decided to buy a newspaper. Thought the queue was long but hey, this is London right? Turned out was in the queue to have Alex Ferguson sign his autobography. He didn't want to sign my newspaper, nor take the cash for it. I didn't want his autobiography.
Edwina Currie sat bored and accidentally scared an old woman. We fed her sandwiches.
Barged Neil Kinnock out of the way when going through a door. He took it well and is very short.
Played pool regularly against Spider from Coronation Street, who drank in my local... as did Peter Crouch and one of the Chuckle Brothers (Barry?)
The guitarist(?) from Steel Pulse bought my car a few years back.
Some bloke from the Antiques Roadshow turned up at work.
Peter Ndlovu strutted through town - everyone ignored him.
Author Jim Crace came to do a talk to an audience of me (the work presence), the bloke who used to take his clothes off in public (thankfully kept them on) and a couple from Worcestershire.
I bought Arthur Pendragon a pint.
Some presenter of a consumer affairs programme waved furiously to stop me getting in the way as they were filming a segment. Sod it, they were filming outside my front door and I needed a shit.
Sat next to Glenn Hoddle and his daughters in Rome while he was having a pizza. We ignored him and spoke about him under our breath.
Went for a job interview in London, had some time to spare so decided to buy a newspaper. Thought the queue was long but hey, this is London right? Turned out was in the queue to have Alex Ferguson sign his autobography. He didn't want to sign my newspaper, nor take the cash for it. I didn't want his autobiography.
Edwina Currie sat bored and accidentally scared an old woman. We fed her sandwiches.