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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Used to work in tup 'puter Store
and the week before Xmas Welsh folk-musician-Fireman Sam themetune writer-semi celeb Mal Pope walks in with his kids. The kids run around picking up almost random stuff and he's telling them to put the stuff on the counter, while smiling happily away at me, as if he's saved an orphanage. He lets them grab roughly £200's worth of games etc and then after I scan everything through I ask for his card to pay. One of the guys working at the store was Rob, who happened to walk in as I'm swiping his card through the till.
"You know who that is John, that's Mal Pope."
"Never heard of you, sign there please."
Swear I'd just kicked a puppy in front of him; that wiped the smile from his face the gloating cunt. That's for Fireman Sam.
( , Wed 31 May 2006, 9:23, Reply)
and the week before Xmas Welsh folk-musician-Fireman Sam themetune writer-semi celeb Mal Pope walks in with his kids. The kids run around picking up almost random stuff and he's telling them to put the stuff on the counter, while smiling happily away at me, as if he's saved an orphanage. He lets them grab roughly £200's worth of games etc and then after I scan everything through I ask for his card to pay. One of the guys working at the store was Rob, who happened to walk in as I'm swiping his card through the till.
"You know who that is John, that's Mal Pope."
"Never heard of you, sign there please."
Swear I'd just kicked a puppy in front of him; that wiped the smile from his face the gloating cunt. That's for Fireman Sam.
( , Wed 31 May 2006, 9:23, Reply)
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