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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Not me, but...
an old colleague of mine was on holiday in Wales, and had just been to the bank. It had one of those big old revolving doors, like the ones in New York hotels. Anyway, my mate there, as he was leaving, pushed the revolving door a little bit too hard, knocking a short, scruffy-looking bloke onto his botty.
"Sorry mate" says my colleague as he walks off. It's only a few minutes later he realises he just gave Jeremy Beadle a taste of his own medicine.
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 20:43, Reply)
an old colleague of mine was on holiday in Wales, and had just been to the bank. It had one of those big old revolving doors, like the ones in New York hotels. Anyway, my mate there, as he was leaving, pushed the revolving door a little bit too hard, knocking a short, scruffy-looking bloke onto his botty.
"Sorry mate" says my colleague as he walks off. It's only a few minutes later he realises he just gave Jeremy Beadle a taste of his own medicine.
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 20:43, Reply)
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