Upstage me if you can ..

:lol:

...&**^%$....then I ^^%%* ...donkey ...&&^%$ and then he hahahah...^&^%$$$ sat right on top ...*^"$.. spinning like a ... ^^%$*&...during the match point....^^%$^ ...I was.... very very drunk!

And if you ever do that to my donkey again then you're in BIG trouble, mister :naughty:
 
:lol: I wondered where you where going with that opening sentence ...
I think Hank may have been wondering where I was going full stop :D
Sterliing Moss, thats a nice one, he'll always been a hero of mine, even more so Know I know he tows his cars with a Aston ....
It wasn't that long after he had a bad accident mid 70's I think that it was
( I know I wrote 80's 1st time and I and a plonker :bonk: )
He used to turn up and compete as therapy. I / we beat him more than once :D


Me stupid, whats CB? ...Ive heard of most drugs its not one of those...

Citizen Band radio on AM :nono: :D
( 27 megs I think I got bored with it when it went legal on FM though)

Not sure where you scored mate, I've lost touch with that list. ...I think your fighting for sixth place.

Oh Wow! :lol::D
I think you are way out in front BTW :thumbs:

 
I played badminton with Gail Emms in B&Q once!,

does that count for anything
 
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And if you ever do that to my donkey again then you're in BIG trouble, mister :naughty:


:D promises promises ..


Citizen Band radio on AM :nono: :D
( 27 megs I think I got bored with it when it went legal on FM though)



Oh Wow! :lol::D
I think you are way out in front BTW :thumbs:



:D Ah of course, CB radio,I should have guessed, but then I'm crap at crosswords and alike. ...cheers for the vote rubber duck. :thumbs:
 
I have photographed Andy Sheridan with his family for a portrait last summer. Although I must own up that I didn't know who it was until his father in law told me later.

I know nothing about Rugby especially English Rugby.
 
I once saw Judi Dench walking out of a Pret-a-Manger in Victoria as I was walking in... :)
 
Does having Mackenzie Crook living close by count?
How about seeing him pruning his hedge and wandering around the local broadway?

Or perhaps out with a walk with the missus and she says 'hello' to some bloke and I was oblvious to the fact that it was Melvin Bragg?

Or, how about boarding a plane and Philip Scholfield and his family are sat in front of you?

Or, how about standing outside Heathrow waiting for a taxi and realising the tall bloke stood next to you is Jamie Oliver?

Or, wandering around a museum in London and Michael Palin crosses your path?

Or, a member of your other halfs extended family is quite a well know TV producer whose work includeds Black Beauty and London burning?
Oh, and his was was the voice coach for the Spice Girls and she introduced Emma Bunton to the girls manager.

Or, now, this one will appeal to old farts who used to be fans of the likes of Gary Numan and Marillion.
Quite a well known backing singer who worked with these artists and Robbie Williams amogst others.
Being introduced to her, knowing who she is and being a fan of her voice and just standing there talking jibberish!
God did I feel a fool.

Ok, last one.
Going to see Marillion at a gig at the Hamersmith Apollo in the 80's, walking into a pub then in a drunken stupid manner, spend the evening telling Fish that he was a god?
Then not remembering a thing about it!

Honestly, all the above is true, I'm not posting these for and bragging rights.
But to the OP, can I collect my £200 and not got to jail? :D
 
All good storys. I'm a boring fart. My only claim is that I used to live in a pub called the mitre in benwell newcastle. The BBC used it as byker grove. Urmm that's it really. My dad was at lennox lewis private party in vegas for his rematch against hollifield. Sat talking to chris eubank and dianas ex boyfriend bloke. I can't remember his name. Posh bloke.
 
When I was in the juniors at school, I stood watching a school football match chatting to Jimmy Greaves. (I went to school with his son Danny).

On shopping trips with my Dad to Romford, my Dad would often stop for a chat with a man. This man was Ted Ditchburn, Spurs Goalkeeper in the 40's and 50's he also had 6 England caps.

My Dad's cousin was Ex Spurs player and England manager Sir Alf Ramsey. (Sadly I never met him).

At a gym I used to train at I've met Glen Murphy (George from London's Burning) My workmate who I was training with, has known him for years.

At the same gym the late Davey Boy Smith (The British Bulldog, WWF Wrestler) strolled in and started working out alongside me.
 
Some fantastic stories there.

No story as such but I've met most of the F1 drivers of the 70s, many England cricketers of that era, Margaret Thatcher, Prince Philip (twice) and the great Peter Osgood.

Just a couple weeks ago I saw Creighton buying a time capsule!!!
 
I had a pee alongside John Stevens. I once saw some graffiti proclaiming him to be a practising genius. Not often that a jazz drummer gets such a public accolade. The graffiti, I mean.
 
I once had a drink with Damon Hill in a lap dacing club in Montreal....
 
Some great stories guys. …although I have to say there are some extremely tenuous connections to the word ‘meet’ :lol:

Gilly’s scoring some good points with the Andy Sheridan family portraits photography I reckon… I possibly wouldn’t have recognised him either.. good score, I’m not sure what the score is but it’s a goodun. :thumbs:


Ekieno: thanks for taking part. :D

Hashcake: :lol: … I refer you to my first point above …off to jail with you sir.
I also recognise an obsessive Marillion fan when I see one, so kudos for you honesty, have some points. … Good story about talking gibberish, lol .. glad I’m not the only one.

Torque: I can’t get that tune out of my head now … so its not looking good for you unfortunately, lol ….nice story though thanks.

Nilagin: The legend that is Jimmy Greaves :clap: … oh yes, that’s a sweet meet, and my sons called Danny so that one gets the thumbs from me too.
Funny you should have trained with a member of London’s Burning, one of my motorcycle customers was also in that series full time … init.

Mark: I was jesting.


2blue: Lol, was he planning to bury it in a scrap heap.
‘No stories as such’ … yeah right! I don’t believe you. …that’s some meets you have their, wow. … I’m making an assumption that your photography collection covers those years too? .I’d love to see those one day. :)


Flash: It gets my vote m8, hope you showed off the bruise to its full extent over the next week. :thumbs:


Photon, Lol, your right if hs names emblazoned in spray paint he must be famous… But no, sorry, call be judge and jury if you wish but that just doesn’t count as a meet, although I have a friend who’d suggest his slaggy exes would disagree. ;):gag:
 
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I got one more, if multiple submissions are allowed :). It came back to me a couple of days later. When I was about 10, I was lucky enough to sit in the cockpit of one of the real Red Arrows parked on the tarmac in the line of 9.
 
Did you have to call him Mr Bowie?, when we had him play at Leeds Town & Country club, his tour manager was a royal pain, he laid down the rules and such, we just did our job as normal no crap taken or given and the Bowie was a fine bloke with us.

The entourage are always a royal pain in the arse but he was fine, an absolute gentleman. As I did with all my clients I sometimes called them by their surname but it was usually "Sir".



Getting ****ed with people, Tom Jones (complete and utter headcase), Dave Grohl (foo fighters), Shirley Manson (garbage) - we upset Butch Vig due our graphic discussion about sex. And also Tony Iommi from Black Sabbath, me and the other lad that was doing the aftershow, done the old we are not worthy routine and that cracked him up. two security on there knees bowing before the guitar god!!


:lol: :thumbs:
 
Actually if theres one person who could shed some angled light on that strange visit it would probably be you Colin.... ... It was just after the revolution and the guests at our table alone could have been responsible for it all. ...a CIA man supposedly, although hes laughed that off, but he did speak English and translated much of the banter for me.... sharper and smarter than any man I've met, I decided....so maybe he was I thought, certainly not out of place on our table, the hero of the revolution, tough guys, archbishop, and all.


We're going to have to meet up to swap war stories! This tale isn't about meeting anyone famous but after your story above I thought I would include it. In the early 90's I was part of a team contracted to go to a volatile North African country to help train a new police force but unfortunately about three days after we arrived in country a vicious civil war broke out and we had to bug out rather quickly to the airport, that journey wasn't without excitement and not one I'd wish to repeat. :eek: Luckily I was with some very experienced ex-military guys but I honestly didn't think I was going to make it home.
 
I once had a drink with Damon Hill in a lap dacing club in Montreal....

Damon Hill in a strip joint!
And there was me thinking he was a decent famili man.
I was a fan of his up until I read this.

Sigh....Shattered once again and disollusioned by yet another former hero of mine!

:D
 
Hi mate,
Catherine Tate is YUMMY!!!!

:love:

I'm so glad I am not the only one who thinks this about Catherine Tate.
I was beginning to think I was all alone.
Perhaps we just need help :)
 
I don't know anyone famous or important. Except of course for you guys. :naughty:

Andy
 
:D awwwwh, .... get the kettle on Andy, two sugars for me. ;)



We're going to have to meet up to swap war stories! This tale isn't about meeting anyone famous but after your story above I thought I would include it. In the early 90's I was part of a team contracted to go to a volatile North African country to help train a new police force but unfortunately about three days after we arrived in country a vicious civil war broke out and we had to bug out rather quickly to the airport, that journey wasn't without excitement and not one I'd wish to repeat. Luckily I was with some very experienced ex-military guys but I honestly didn't think I was going to make it home.


Lol, we must yes, your words of escape are almost identical to mine! :lol:
Although you've probably got the war stories mate, mine are more the wandering tales of an amicable blacksheep. ;)

But when I think of that moment when I new it was time to bug out, when the ArchB's car pulled up along side us as we quickly forced marched down the street away from our problem ..the man himself lent out and said, "you'd better leave now guys, have you got your passports I'll give you a lift, get in" ..."Adam, you drive" ... well I drove mate, no fear, just focus, I can't really remember the journey, but apparently, I was told after, the young secretary of the Archbishop regularly crossed herself at most corners and junctions :lol:
... as you know they're barely more than gravel most of the roads, at that time anyhow.

I got scared at the airport, when we found she'd bought all the tickets up. :gag:


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True.......but it would seem that my king is more generous

True, which is probably why my King is richer. :lol: :nuts:
 
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I had a cuddle from a VERY drunk Gail Porter on Thursday, she also jabbed at my head and said that i was catching her up!! lol.. What a Gall..

She's a great girl!:thumbs:

I've been shot in the head and survived relatively unharmed, bar tinitis for the rest of my life, and a small bit of missing skull and a scar!
 
I am The Stig :naughty:
 
me and the wife talked to bishop brennan that was in father ted at the commonwealth games in manchester in 2002,told him i was dying to kick him up the arse.
also spoke to linford christie in a pub later that night,what a big man he is.
 
Closest I can get is meeting Tessa Sanderson at an airport during the Barcelona olympics, and performing a few times in front of some names...Jim Davidons, King of Bahrain, Sultan of Brunei are 3 that spring to mind, as well as a fair few of our own Royal family.
 
Being dragged around the pits at Brands Hatch during the F1 by my dad (who was a Tog back then). Sneaking into the drivers trailers and meeting Alain Prost and Rene Arnou. No photos but signed camera bags... oh and then being chased off by team managers when they realised :D

This one I hate but what the hell:

Sitting in a restaurant in Portugal eating the best Chicken PiriPiri in the Algarve to be asked by the waiter if we'd mind sharing our table with another diner? Cliff Richard sits down and I ask him to PLEASE NOT SING! (My parents cracked up and he found it funny - ish)
 
Only just got the Saddam Hussein one- off for a lie down!!!

Once served DJ Simon Bates with a hot roast beef sandwich at the Royal Show in around 1980. [ that will test peoples memory!!!]

For the rugby guys one scrummed down against ex British Lion Jim Broderick- that was an experience.

Once met Westlife with my daughter [not sure if that counts???]
 
Mmm, mine are rugby related as well. I worked a day next to Peter Winterbottom when I was on work experience in the city at the company where my Dad used to work. I used to drink with a couple of ex Leeds Rhinos & Bradford Bulls players when I lived in Leeds. My Dad sold the most outrageous dummy to a Welsh International (I'll have to get him to remind me of the name). Jason Leonard came and took a training session at our rugby club
 
I once saw Trevor Eve waiting for a train on Paddington Station.

It was my cousin who had an affair with Jonathan Ross brother and broke up his marriage.

Best I can do :D
 
Erm, Chesney Hawkes put in a random appearance at my wedding last year, dressed as **** Whittington!!!???

 
I have photographed Andy Sheridan with his family for a portrait last summer. Although I must own up that I didn't know who it was until his father in law told me later.

I know nothing about Rugby especially English Rugby.

I know his sister - does that count??
 
My daughter went to school with the brother of Billie Piper. I've a photo of Billie asleep on my sofa.

I've had a rather drunk vicky butler henderson sat on my lap, saying "lets talk about the first thing that pops up..." :D
 
I don't know about you guys,but I'd sooner sit and listen to Colin and Adam's tales....great...............Mine is less so.............:shake:

Met Nick Faldo several years ago at the golf, saw Michael Barrymore at the same time.
But the most embarrassing was at a show on't North Pier at Blackpool years ago.
Marty Cain was doing a stand up and all of a sudden looked over to me and said "Oh! I love a man with a beard ,put the spot on him" , "come on love stand up, no come on stand up" so rather reluctantly I did.

Well ,in front of em all with a bloody searchlight on me she said.

" Just look at that, Just like a Rat looking through a toilet brush"

Howls of laughter.....red faced Rick sat down quick......:$

I believe at the time she was going through divorce.:shake:
 
I once had a dream about Gail Porter...........................but lets not go there!!!!!:nono:
 
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