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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Page 3 StunnaI'ma child of the 80s.
The wife and I were at a local auction house a few years back: we'd never been to one before, and didn't quite understand what was going on. I had a stinking cold and wasn't really with it, but turned to the woman next to me, and got her to explain what was happening. Very nice lady, perfectly pleasant.
I turned to the wife, and told her what this woman had told me. And what did the wife ask me? "So, Linda Lusardi is quite a nice person then?".
I then had to sit next to Linda Lusardi for two hours without once turning to stare at her to see if she was as much of a babe in extreme close-up. Bugger.
(, Fri 26 May 2006, 11:41, Reply)
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