I met shit Welsh musician no1 Mal Pope once....
...apparently he's famous because he wrote and performed the theme to "Fireman Sam" and done some other random musicy stuff. Wow, fucking 'A' List material right there.

So I was working in a computer store one December and the Xmas "shopping like fuck" spirit was well and truly underway with the public. Our store would be quiet for the first half hour of opening then proceeded to have 8 hours of running around like a disabled chicken until the store closed. I can't really complain; used to be alot of fun (hell of alot more fun than this job now, gutted it all went pear-shaped).

Anyroads, in walks Mal Pope and his 2 kids. I'm busy helping other customers and as per I notice Mal asking his kids what they want and in fairness they were picking up a few things each. I passively think that it shouldn't be a bad sale as I get back to serving other customers. Eventually Mal and the boys reach the counter and plonk a load of PSX games on the counter. I put everything through the till as normal and fill up 2 bags, 1 for each kid and as I'm about to ask for the money one of the other workers in the store comes over and says "Hey Jeccy, that's Mal Pope there."
"Really?" I look at him as if I really didn't give a fuck, which funnily enough I didn't.
"That's £200 pounds please" I say in a dead tone.
Mal looked gutted and passes me his gold card, while looking completely rejected.

Fireman Sam? Whoop-de-fucking do.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Fri 9 Oct 2009, 10:52, 1 reply)

I know who he is.
My mother's met him. And Roy Noble. And Owen Money.

She is oddly proud of this.
( Maladicta, Sat 10 Oct 2009, 0:49, closed)