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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I hailed a taxi at 3am in Southampton,
and made the mistake of dawdling for a moment around the door. Before I knew it somebody had jumped into the front seat. I managed to see that it was a vaguely familiar face and said "Don't I know you?" As the taxi sped away he shouted "I'm Chris Packham!"
Twat.
( , Fri 26 May 2006, 8:02, Reply)
and made the mistake of dawdling for a moment around the door. Before I knew it somebody had jumped into the front seat. I managed to see that it was a vaguely familiar face and said "Don't I know you?" As the taxi sped away he shouted "I'm Chris Packham!"
Twat.
( , Fri 26 May 2006, 8:02, Reply)
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