
My 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.
Suggested by Amorous Badger
( , Thu 20 Sep 2012, 15:49)
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When I was a kid, Mum thought it a good idea to send me to karate lessons. I did ok until I got bored and thought books were more fun. The chap who taught me was a fella by the name of Patrick Scantlebury.
Who once apparently broke Jean Claude Van Damme's ribs.
( , Sun 23 Sep 2012, 13:04, Reply)
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