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go to an education establishment which is quite in the public/tourist eye, and have been in countless pictures and movies, woo:P Also when stories about royal personages have broken I've been in a few, they like me...
(Caligula, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 17:24, Reply)

Prince Charles......
visited the Great Yorkshire Show and I was there with t'wife walking round, and he sort of appeared from a field where his helicopter landed.

A news crew were following him and suddenly a line appeared of people wanting to meet and greet the royal jug-heed. I thought it highly amusing to make a "wanker" hand signal at the camera and mouth the word "twat" as the camera panned across us.

Clearly the director/producer of the news was either working his notice or had a death wish, cos that night on the regional news was "Prince Charles visited the Yorkshire Show" blah blah blah "where he was greeted by a large crowd" and me clearly seen in the "adoring crowd" in the background performing the hand gesture and mouthing "twat".

I set the video up for the next news bulletin but it wasn't on, cos something more interesting had happened somewhere else in the region.
(Log of the Bar, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 17:18, Reply)

Eastenders
When EastEnders visited Nottingham a few years ago they spent a few days filming around the city centre so Myself and my girlf at the time followed the crew around trying to get in as many scene's as possible..


One memorabel scene, by the castle, included myself and ex sat on the wall reading a book.... the irony.. THE BOOK WAS UPSIDE DOWN... oh how we laughed.
(DrTchock reporting live from the White Chocolate Farm, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 17:04, Reply)

My sister was in the background of an episode of Animal Hospital during an operation (she was working as a nurse at the hospital).

When ITN news used to have the opening credits that flew through the office floors and through to the news room, my dad was in them because he worked there.

My? I just melt into the background of life :~(
( Damocles wants no part of your debauchery, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:58, Reply)

Local News
Some kids got chucked out of my old school after a drugs crack-down and somebody told the local news.

Next morning we turn up on the bus to find a film crew by the bus stop who wanted some footage of us lot filing in through the gates. After cutting out the footage of everyone who ran up to the cameras they were left with some shots of my mates and me arse-ing about like loons.

That night, local news headlines. "Drug culture in local school!" accompanied by us lot gurning away and laughing at each other.

My grandad got phonecalls all night from worried relatives who thought I'd been expelled for being a smack head.

Not much fun for him.
(castro, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:57, Reply)

A nice holiday with the family
Many many years ago.. Quietly playing catch with myself, throwing a tennis ball up in the air when what should appear above my head but a helicopter..
Who jumps out in her nice blue tracksuit thing but Anika Rice (from TV's Treasure Hunt).
She came straight over to me and asked me where some pub was that she had to find.. I started to cry stood there in my Thomas the tank engine cardy that me mom knitted and then ran away to hide behing my dad..
Blank look on her face she asked some old dear instead..

Thought then it was over and i could go back to being myself.. But a few hours later she returned!! 'thanks to everyone that has helped me out today' she says, putting her arm around me.
Queue me running off scared again.. :)

Thought that was bad enough.. Years later my mom comes home only to bring up said event again because someone has see the bloody re-runs on challege tv and recognized us!!

We have a copy of the episode hidden in the cupboard somewhere.. One day i might not be scared of it and can bring myself to watch it :)

Simon
( [Coo] is one of the Originals.., Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:37, Reply)

background this -
In Australia (working - honest) for 3 weeks I managed to get myself in the background of every oriental tourists snaps and or video I could find - often only achieved by desperate leaps at the last minute.

I'm sure I was a monumental pain in the ass, but I was enjoying myself (my only excuse is that I was mostly pissed as a fart)

Young at heart or what ??
(The real vlad the impala, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:35, Reply)

how boring
that i went to watch Saracens play ages ago back when they were making a big fuss over new signing Francois Pienaar.
So there we were, hundreds of kids mobbing him at the halfway-line at the end of the game when a Sky Sports cameraman appears.
Upon my return home I was greeted by mum saying how she flicked over to Sky Sports to see the scores and there was my mug staring right down the camera lens in a live feed
How boring.
( applehead herp derp, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:28, Reply)

My sister liked my jacket...
...so much that one day when I wasn't home she stole it and wore it to go to town. Unfortunately she unwittingly wandered into shot of a Midlands Today report being recorded. So I got home that evening and was tucking into our Thursday night family meal [macaroni and cheese if you're asking] and what pops up on our regional news but MY JACKET with my sister 'in it'. COLLARED! [soz].
(localknowledge, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:23, Reply)

At the age of about 8 or 9
I was on children in need with Sylvester McCoy, me and some old school friends had dressed up 4 Halloween and gone round peoples houses, not only asking for sweets, but money also. I forget how much we made, but, the red face paint (I was the devil) took days to scrub off. We were only on for about 15 seconds, pretty disappointing really.
(martinrs, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:22, Reply)

Basketball
I was in the background of a Basketball program on Sky Sports 2. It featured the London Leopards versus the Thames Valley Tigers, and it was at that match where I met Liam Gallagher (who signed my program) and was told to "Fuck off!" by Patsy Kensit. Bitch.

Anyway, having spent years saying "look at those wankers in the background jeering and swearing at the camera" while watching the local news, i then went and did just that. The shame.
( mr_wicksy is.... old., Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:17, Reply)

at the tender age of ten...
I was on the national lottery xmas show 1995, hosted by 'Dentist on the Job' star Bob Monkhouse (the old style one that didn't have games, just low standards of entertainment and real audiences). I could be seen at the end of the show when the brass band I was in (we were there because we had "just" been awarded a grant, ie. 9 months previously but no-one else would do it) played we wish you a merry christmas to close off the show.

Me and my fellow pre-pubescent band members proceeded to plunder the green room's food supplies and annoy the real guests, who that week were Frank Skinner and pseudo-latino guitar mimers No Mercy. In case you're having trouble remembering them, they had one top 10 single ("where did you go? my lovely, i wanna know"). Skinner seemed particularly narked, we later found out this was because he had been promised a sizeable fee for his 60 second chat with Bob and subsequent magic button pressing, but in the end was only being paid £75.

That day turned out to be particularly profitable for us young'uns, as I managed to get Monky's autograph and my mates took advantage of the fact that our dressing room had been used by the Spice Girls that morning for Live & Kicking, and so left with Spicy Girl deodorant, water bottles and notepad.

Ah the young are so easily pleased...
( The Running Man, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:13, Reply)

Punt-astic
My mother took us to Cambridge one summer where we went punting on the river. Whilst masterfully making our way down the packed river with a small boat and a large stick a film crew told us to "look natural" (like that one ever works). I swear they were filming an episode of Lovejoy.

He was the king of Antiques. Bring him back! He'd beat the crusty be-tanned bouffoned buffoons dealing in antiques these days on the Beeb any time...
(:Nelly:, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:08, Reply)

You won't have seen this
I spent a good deal of this summer in fabulous zambia. I was, on numorous occasions, on ZNBC news over there, since the Zambian media was much more interested in our little charity than any of the cocks over here.

The highlight was the musical part of our final exhibition, where myself and some musical friends (all of us hung over at the time)did a rendition of Turin Brake's "Pain Killer". This is a song with several sexual references in the lyrics, which we were encouraged to re-write and change as Zambia's a very Christian Country with some rather archaic views on freedom of speech. Viewing this as sacrelidge, we just sang the offending lines even louder. Hence, that evening ZNBC broadcast me and a few friends singing:
"My love giving me HEAD!!!!!"

I like to think we educated a lot of people during our visit.
(TheintolerableGS, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 16:06, Reply)

All sorts....
Got my kilt and blue wode on for the battle scenes in Braveheart (along with oh, about a 1000 other guys!!!) and should have gotten an Oscar for Best Walking Past a Door scene in Saving Private Ryan a couple of years later....If you know what organisation I was in to do these things....big shout out!


(howmuchisthedoggy, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:57, Reply)

Franz Ferdinand
were filming that Tennents ad for all the festivals like Tryptich, T in the Park and T Break etc, and i was there, freezing my ass off listening to Jaqueline on loop as part of a cgi crowd. Im one of the guys holding the banner. It was ok till they started throwing water over us. bastards.

Got 20 quid and a keg of tennents for my trouble though
(Rushy, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:56, Reply)

And my mum
was on Look East, the now defunct news show for the Anglia region, saving voles from a flood by catching them with a sieve.

I'm still convinced they were water voles, and hence quite happy swimming about.
( dr_fonz, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:50, Reply)

I had a
starring role in a Sunfly karaoke video, as were sold in Pikey branches of Woolworths... It was some Carpenters song. I was supposed to look "romantic" but having just shaved my head I looked like a skinhead instead.

Dunno if they're still available, Sunfly went bust or something.
( dr_fonz, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:48, Reply)

Local TV News
Came to see us setting up 'Les Miserables' when I worked at one of the countries larger theatres. I found myself trapped on one side of the stage with a colleague whilst they filmed. Showing an unusual turn of cerebral speed, I started talking to said colleague whilst pointing up to one of the larger chunks of the set.
"If I point up here, then over here, then make a waving motion like this. We should find ourselves on the news tonight"
Sure enough there I was waving and pointing like a cretin at 6:30 that night.

Also been mentioned in Kerrangs "Demo of the Month", last line of the review was something like, get yerselves a bastard photo you cheapskates. So I guess this one doesn't count.


Blah blah blah apologees, blah blah length, blah blah girth blah blah blah!
(Attica, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:45, Reply)

Pillow Fight Club
17:15 : Left Work
17:20 : Hailed Black Taxi to St. Pauls Cathedral
17:30 : Arrive at St. Pauls with pillow

Now Here I am clad in my bestest pin stripes, white shirt, blue fleur de lys tie looking every inch Micheal Caine on pies...tentatively fingering the pillow in my work bag I spy a few hundred student, creatives, a few suits and some Goth cross dressers all nervously clutching large suspiciously pillow shaped carrier bags.

17:35 : A final cigarette, I have a final letter in my top pocket and my glasses are off ready for the impending pillowy violence
17:40 : A shrill whistle blown by a little daigo type character and I draw my pilow from the bag like a latter day viking and I join the battle with a full throated cry of madness

I club a number of various people, generally concentrating on the whoopsies, short folk, foreign types and the occasional cute girl, everyone is laughing and twatting the nearest person for all they're worth, then disaster, someone with a duck down pillow catches me a glancing blow across the temple and I stumble temporarily blinded, Goliath momentarily stopped! Three smallish italian looking types are on my immediately but they're too late, my composure regained I fel lthe first one with a mighty blow of my pillow and then turn on my heel ducking to catch a second with a vicious pillowy uppercut then I round on the final one who panics, fear in his eyes I draw back my mighty pillow like a latter day Thor and he is taken out by my mate from work I've gone with. Then back to back we wreck a terrible retribution on those within clumping range, truly cry havoc and unleash the pillows of war! A man possessed I twirl, spin, duck and thump then a final whistle and it's is over. We hoist our pillows skyward and yell like we've just done the frnechies at Agincourt. very stirring stuff I tell you. I then have a camera thrust in my face and a number of odd questions asked of me. In the post battle euphoria I am verbose...

Interviwer pleb : So why did you come down here today
Dan : To maim and injure.
Interviwer pleb : (nervous laugh) no really
Dan : I wanted to get a couple of eyes out, you know really hurt someone, I saw someone putting brick in their pillow case but he didn't have enough to lend me.
Interviwer pleb : (more nervous laughter) and what do you think of this then
Dan : London needs more Pillowy Violence
Interviewer pleb : thank you
Dan : Thank you .

Then I twatted him with my pillow just so he knew I meant business and went off to the pub. Six pints of extra strength kraut lager later and I in my flat watching the news on BBC1 and then there I am on the F*CKING TV whacking someone with my pillow, pissed and laughing I flick onto ITV news only to see my grinning face telling the camera "I wanted to get a couple of eyes out, you know really hurt someone, I saw someone putting brick in their pillow case but he didn't have enough to lend me." and then I am made up 10 O'Clock news on BBC1 and ITV! Fantastic the cherry on the cake is also make Channel 4 news with Peter Snow saying 'Looks like jolly good fun'...

I never apologise for my length.
(dannyboy72, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:33, Reply)

Not me but my friend
was in 'Amadeus.' He was four when they were filming it, and he and his father had to walk back and forth over a bridge in period costume and make-up. He started to get a bit cranky after the third crossing, tempermental lad. His father kept him interested by asking people at either end of the bridge whether Big Bird had come their way, to which they would reply, 'Ah, yes, Big Bird. Just came through. Other end of the bridge.' They did that for four hours and he was none the wiser.

His mother, incidentally, is getting out of a carriage in the beginning of the film. She's behind the 'S' in 'Amadeus'.
(ZugZwang refuses to update his profile., Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:28, Reply)

Sureley nothing can beat

being in the audience of a Big Daddy vs Giant Haystacks match on World of Sport saturday afternoon wrestling match:)
( Danblez, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:27, Reply)

Match Of The Day
As a bit of a Jack-the-Lad back in the late 70’s early 80’s I and about 20 others were dragged out of the home supporters end at Ipswich by the local constabulary. Shame as we were having a jolly old time terrifying the yocals.

Anyhoo, we were frogmarched round the side of the pitch to re-join our fellow Chelsea fans in the away section behind the other goal.

That night on Match of the Day I can be clearly seen being spat at by the yocals along the side of the pitch, whilst waving to the Chelsea fans who were chanting “loyal supporters” at us.
If only we had a VCR back then.
( Snollock Biffer I don't really sniff Bollocks, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:17, Reply)

Couple of background bothrings :
When the Consett - Sunderland railway closed years ago (late 1970's), Prince Charles turned up to take the final journey with a load of school kids - us basically!!

When he was getting interviewed by local tele, me and my mate Steve managed to get behind his shoulders and get a few decent 'V' signs in behind his ample ears. Steve deserves a special mention for shouting 'LUGSY' which couldn't be cut out of the broadcast.

Also, nothing to do with me, but a classmate in comprehensive school called Andrew Marriott decided to call-in sick at school one day, only to be seen pride-of-place on our local news as 1980's ginger-minge pop starlet Tiffany was doing her 'Shopping Mall' tour!!!

Dozy prat was right in the front row, in permanent camera shot all the time, and got suspended from school!!!
(Charlie Baked Potato, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:09, Reply)

My parents and sister
feature in BBC North West Tonight's stock footage of people vacationing in the Lake District. The first airing of this happened to be in a report criticising holidaymakers for going up mountains without the appropriate equipment and then having to get rescued.

My father was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.
( divy, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:06, Reply)

My arse
My mates were on Sky News yesterday giving their opinions on Scotland's up and comingsmoking ban.
As young newspaper reporter some years ago, I attended the scene where a man was threatening to torch his flat and firebomb the people below.
There was a camera or two floating around, and since the police wouldn't let me near the flat, I just stood nearby and leaned against a tree - fair enough, but I forgot the camera was behind me, and only realised later that evening when I watched myself scratch my own arse on the national news.
(Barry Subchimp, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 15:03, Reply)

I used to work in the Royal London Hospital
More often than not I could be found out the front on one of my numerous fag breaks. On one particular occasion there was a protest outside with banners and union chiefs with megaphones all shouting about something or other.

Someone gave me a banner to hold up (something about public private partnerships in the NHS) and I thought fair enough, I can manage that for the remainder of my superking.

A few weeks passed and a union rep came up to me outside to show me a copy of the latest edition of Marxist Review, the monthly magazine published by the Workers Revolutionary Party. I was slap bang on the front cover!

After I got over the initial fear about having my face known to thousands of commies, as well as commie-hunting government-types, I decided to look on the bright side and used copies of this edition to impress girls about how I was the next che guevara. Vive la revolution!
(soma9766, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:55, Reply)

starwars and a shit student film
well *I* was an extra in a crap student film where i had to have a loud, interesting conversation to someone that didn't exist, oh and i had to do it quietly. It took ages so i mimed stuff like 'haha, so what you're saying is you actually saw Jesus sucking Satan's cock? *pause for effect* no WAY *quimsical look*"... my part got cut

on a much more interesting note a freak friend of mine who is 7 foot was an extra in starwars ep1 as an alien in one of bar scenes. Apparantly he just saw a small ad and rang up saying 'im 7 foot and i think i'd make a good alien'. So he turns up thinking he's got an interview or something and they tell him to go get the alien gear on there and then. The costume was one of the only ones used from the original starwars.
(Vectrex, Thu 11 Nov 2004, 14:53, Reply)