FAO Martin Clunes
We were on holiday in Cornwall, and had visited the little village where they film Doc Martin (not because of Doc Martin, but it was an interesting coincidence). We watched them filming a scene from across the bay, and saw whoever it was who was being filmed walk down some steps, say something, then walk back up the steps and film another take. After getting bored with this, we continued our walk around the village, and confined our tiniest of brushes with fame to our memories, filed under "Possible Postcard Material (non weather related)". However, when we were driving back to the caravan park, who should the gf's dad see in the rear view mirror than one Mr Clunes, returning I assume to either a homogenous travelling lodge or a picturesque little BnB.

Mr Clunes, I'd like to apologise on behalf of myself, my girlfriend and her brother for grinning like starstruck tits at you from a blue-grey Mondeo as you drove home from work. I'd also like to inform you that your windows aren't as tinted as you'd like, and we could all see you picking your nose.
(Dowbocop, Sat 10 Oct 2009, 13:46, Reply)