Never Meet Your HeroesThey're bound to disappoint - like the time we booked Wayne Hussey for the B3ta Radio Show. Five minutes before we're due to record, Wayne
phones, lost on the M25 with his Brazilian wife screaming in the background. Not so much the King of Goth, as a hen-pecked flake.
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chthonic, Thu 25 May 2006, 14:17)
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Darth Vader (the real Dave Prowse Vader... not some poof shouting "NOOOOOoooo!")I was about 5, and Darth Vader visited the local toy store in Purley.
I went along wearing the jumper my Grandmother had knitted for me (which had a knitted picture of ol' Darth on the front)
He seemed very tall in that suit... he towered at least a foot over my dad...
Darth sees me looking up at him and proceeds to pick me up by the collar and demands to know where I got that jumper... The emotion I felt was a strange mixture of awe, pride and absolute terror. Didn't cry though :P
Dad didn't seem to worried that his only son had just been hoisted up by a 7ft high Dark Lord of the Sith...
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Beastie is doing science with his arse, Thu 25 May 2006, 16:04,
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