Shit Claims to Fame IIMy car was in the Specsavers advert with the old lady and the loud stereo. Not me. My stupid blue Nissan Micra. Tell us about your brushes with fame.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 20 Sep 2012, 15:49)
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AlsoI sat next to Jim Broadbent while waiting for a connection at Acton Town tube station. We successfully ignored each other.
I'm on nodding terms with Jason Durr, out of Heartbeat and other stuff, 'cos he's married to the sister of an am-dram pal of mine.
All but one member (the bassist) of the original line-up of The Darling Buds (who had a couple of hits in a brief splurge of pretty blonde-fronted guitar bands in the late 80s) were drinking buddies of mine back home in Wales. I ponced my first cigarette from Geraint "Harley" Farr*, the guitarist & songwriter on a late night Boxing Day piss-up. It was a Marlboro.
* He used a stage name because English music journalists kept calling him "Grunt". But "Harley Davidson" is a bit of a wanker's stage name, not to mention a breach of intellectual property laws. Hence "Harley".
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shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Thu 20 Sep 2012, 18:01,
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