My many, many claims....don't get excited!
My Great, Great Grandfather was Prime Minister of New Zealand for 6 months in 1912 before falling off the perch.

I used to go to school with Peter Beardsley's sons.

Richard Gere held the door open for me at the Dorchester Hotel. (I was taking his producer out on a wheelchair at the time.) Oooh....I would!

I have been on Trauma and City Hospital a few times, much to my mother's happiness.

I won a load of CDs on Virgin Radio about 3 months ago, which never arrived thanks to our theiving gypsy bastard postmen.

Last week I was sitting at a table next to the lead singer from Keane in the Astoria.

I have met Will Young. Sadly.

My mum got through to the final of the Mr Motivator Challenge about 10 years ago, and came 3rd!

Last year when flying to New Zealand, I was standing next to Jonathon Ross at the baggage carousel at LAX airport. Started chatting away about the fact that how come you can get off a plane in 10 minutes after landing, yet it takes hours for you baggage to get to the same place. Nice bloke.
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