
He'd mistaken it for a pudding, and was keeping it in his pudding sock.
I was visiting Mr. Winner a few days after he nabbed it. I was there to help him compose rude versions of lyrics to George Formby songs (the album's out soon), and while Michael was absent for one of his marathon toilet sessions, I noticed his pudding sock poking out from under his favourite beanbag. It was moving around as if it had vermin in it, so I whacked it with a handy bong and opened it up.
A stunned Fiji fell out. I recognised it from the missing island posters that were posted in airports around the world.
So I released it into the river Trent and it made its way out to sea and back to whence it came.
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Tue 9 Oct 2007, 17:00,
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I was visiting Mr. Winner a few days after he nabbed it. I was there to help him compose rude versions of lyrics to George Formby songs (the album's out soon), and while Michael was absent for one of his marathon toilet sessions, I noticed his pudding sock poking out from under his favourite beanbag. It was moving around as if it had vermin in it, so I whacked it with a handy bong and opened it up.
A stunned Fiji fell out. I recognised it from the missing island posters that were posted in airports around the world.
So I released it into the river Trent and it made its way out to sea and back to whence it came.

that story is 100% true.
I've met Michael Winner and he's nothing if not a gentleman.
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Tue 9 Oct 2007, 17:01,
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I've met Michael Winner and he's nothing if not a gentleman.

He was crazed with pudding lust. Who of us wouldn't act in such a way when caught in the throes of such a condition?
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Tue 9 Oct 2007, 17:02,
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Yes - you liberated Fiji... they were all grateful until you instigated the 6:30 round the island races, they over threw you, you're not allowed back BUT you left your favorite shoes there and you're not sure how to go about getting them back.
we've ALL heard it!
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Tue 9 Oct 2007, 16:55,
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we've ALL heard it!