Never Meet Your Heroes
They'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.
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 14:17)
They'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.
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 14:17)
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Celebs, I've met a few...
And then again, to few to mention...
I met Chris Langham and his family in 1990... Which obviously turned out to be a disappointment 15 years later...
Most famous person I've met was Tommy Cannon of Cannon and Ball fame. He came in the petrol station I worked at, shortly after Ken Dodd had gone down for tax evasion.
He had a nice Mercedes and came in after filling up. I tried to not to play the sad, loser fan, but it was still cool and I got his autograph. As he goes to leave he said "Oh, can I get a receipt. Don't want any Doddy shenanigans." Class!
Finally, perhaps the funniest one: I was working nights at a petrol station just down the road from the ferry port in Portsmouth. Middle of the night this huge Mercedes pulls up, and a guy in a suit stumbles out of the car, quite obviously drunk... It was the chairman of Portsmouth Football Club, and he bought some cigars, then offered me a job!! Which inexplicably, I never followed up on!
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 19:58, Reply)
And then again, to few to mention...
I met Chris Langham and his family in 1990... Which obviously turned out to be a disappointment 15 years later...
Most famous person I've met was Tommy Cannon of Cannon and Ball fame. He came in the petrol station I worked at, shortly after Ken Dodd had gone down for tax evasion.
He had a nice Mercedes and came in after filling up. I tried to not to play the sad, loser fan, but it was still cool and I got his autograph. As he goes to leave he said "Oh, can I get a receipt. Don't want any Doddy shenanigans." Class!
Finally, perhaps the funniest one: I was working nights at a petrol station just down the road from the ferry port in Portsmouth. Middle of the night this huge Mercedes pulls up, and a guy in a suit stumbles out of the car, quite obviously drunk... It was the chairman of Portsmouth Football Club, and he bought some cigars, then offered me a job!! Which inexplicably, I never followed up on!
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 19:58, Reply)
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