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Met and shook Helen Shapiro's hand :P

And I also got beaten in a competition in Stoneygate School fete by Muzzy Izzet. I was the clear winner, until he showed up... Oh and Martin Johnson was also there.

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Was driving my rusty old Ford up Tottenham Court Road and realised I was about to miss my turn. I swung the car into a side street just as a short, middle aged man decided to cross the road. I stamped on the brakes just in time and he sort of jumped back with his hand on the bonnet. We locked eyes and I realised it was Dustin Hoffman. Not sure who was more surprised, me, him or my mate in the passenger seat.

 

I would have been forever known as the man that mowed down Dorothy

 

Years later I saw him in M&S on Kensington high street, going through a pile of sweatshirts in the sales. Bloody cheapskate :)

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My cousin set up Gary Lineker's first league goal of his career.

 

Walshy apologised to me after hism ate picked up my pint and nearly drank out of it (they were both lucky i was ina good mood)

 

Scored in a match at the King Power.

 

Oh and I'm friends with Babylon.

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Worked at Izzets, Lennons, Savages, Dickovs, Darren Eadies & Callum Davidsons houses over the years.

 

I've got loads of momentos from them like hats, boots, savages donkey of the year trophy & his signing on shirt for city. Probably the most bizarre is Neil Lennons old sofa with some lcfc document stuffed down the back of it lol

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Not Des. Moustaches tickle!

Aha! How do you know it tickles if he didn't kiss you!?!

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My great grandmother was a Burmese princess and married to King Thibaw; sadly I have no financial benefit in the least from that relationship. My mate is also Engleburt Humperdinks nephew. My Grandad serviced with George Orwell in the Indian Imperial Police. My Aunty went to school with Cliff Richard. One of my mate's is manager of a top Rugby Union Club. I once kissed Rusty Lee at the Swindon play off final. I was staying in a hotel outside Norwich with work and the fire alarm went off. I left my room to investigate and so did Nicholas Parsons, only he got locked out of his and had to go to reception in a silk paisley dressing gown...........................pure Partridge moment...........and there's more.....

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I was DJ in a club at the top of London Road 1978-79 and used to regularly meet Mark Wallington, Keith Weller, and Jon Sammels.

 

I was the follow-spot operator at a cabaret bar in Wigston, Stars and Bars, I met Brotherhod of Man, Acker Bilk, (my "mate" nicked his jacket), Freddie "parrot-face" Davies, Roy Castle and Norman Collier.

 

I doubt many on here will remember any of them.

Was that place on London Rd called Grannies?

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Was driving my rusty old Ford up Tottenham Court Road and realised I was about to miss my turn. I swung the car into a side street just as a short, middle aged man decided to cross the road. I stamped on the brakes just in time and he sort of jumped back with his hand on the bonnet. We locked eyes and I realised it was Dustin Hoffman. Not sure who was more surprised, me, him or my mate in the passenger seat.

 

I would have been forever known as the man that mowed down Dorothy

 

Years later I saw him in M&S on Kensington high street, going through a pile of sweatshirts in the sales. Bloody cheapskate :)

 

Please tell me he did the famous line!!

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c412hqucHKw

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I was the best under 15 year old table tennis player in Liverpool. Got a trophy and everything. 

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My wifes tells me when I don't shave!!

 

Surely polygamy is a claim to fame?

 

PS, it's wiVes... just so you know. :thumbup:

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I was DJ in a club at the top of London Road 1978-79 and used to regularly meet Mark Wallington, Keith Weller, and Jon Sammels.

 

I was the follow-spot operator at a cabaret bar in Wigston, Stars and Bars, I met Brotherhod of Man, Acker Bilk, (my "mate" nicked his jacket), Freddie "parrot-face" Davies, Roy Castle and Norman Collier.

 

I doubt many on here will remember any of them.

 

 

no . you're right , I've not heard of any of 'em . :whistle:

 

Couldn't you remember it was called Grannies ? :)

 

your mate should have nicked Acker Bilk's bowler hat , it would be worth more .

 

Yes of course, I'm not that addled. I deliberately didn't mention the name to see how many would come back and say "It was Grannies"

 

He never took his bowler off.

Wasn't Melvyn the dj at grannies or was it Drummond ? Or was he the owner?

That flipping tiger milk.

 

Drummond. John Drummond was the owner. Scot's bloke. Not to be messed with.

 

I think Melvyn was a manager. It was along time ago.

  • 2 weeks later...
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Was sat drinking with andy bell from erasure til 4am in ramada hotel leics in august 2004

Night dion dublin got sent off on his debut....

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Was sat drinking with andy bell from erasure til 4am in ramada hotel leics in august 2004

Did he ask you to his room for a chocolate nightcap? If so I hope he showed you A Little Respect.
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Led a wild life up to 30, a sedate one ever since...

 

Going to break this into 2 parts: my claims to fame & those of friends/family

 

Part 1: Self:

- Traveled overland/sea from LA to Chile

- Held up at gunpoint in Panama, negotiated a 3-day sea passage to Colombia with smugglers & was then an illegal immigrant in Colombia for 3 days (inc. half a day lying flat on top of a truck speeding across a bandit-infested desert)

- Was thrown in the cells, then bound over to keep the peace, then started a new job....all on April Fool's Day (1985)

- Grape harvest honours: Beaujolais 83-87; Champagne 83; Alsace 87; Hunter Valley 90

- Hitch-hiking exploits: London-John O'Groats (when I was supposed to be conducting VAT inspections); Calais-Nice; Pamplona-Santiago de Compostela; Sydney-Adelaide; Sydney-Longreach via Bourke; Auckland-Christchurch via Greymouth

- Was beaten up on an Aussie fruit farm, by an effete, bandana-wearing New Age Hippie drug dealer from Bournemouth. Cant!

- Spent a night in the cells in rural Australia after drunkenly entering an unlocked house and getting into bed with a couple (sleep the only intention)

- Enjoyed rather farcical carnal relations in the middle of Lincoln's Inn Fields (London law district), surrounded by rough sleepers

- Worked on the "Herald of Free Enterprise" 2 years before it sank at Zeebrugge; 6 fellow crew members were rescued, 1 was a hero twice over (but later sacked for refusing to leave the union); DK if anyone I knew died, didn't recognise any names on list

- Twice employed as live-in subcontract labour by French gypsies

- Finished 1st out of 100 on my degree course second time round...boastfully unBritish, I know, but I worked hard for that and deserve the credit

- Helped a future cabinet minister to edit the students' union magazine first time at uni (I dropped out)

- A glamorous, Cymro-Maltese future Booker Prize finalist tried to persuade me not to drop out of uni first time round

- At uni first time, I also knew Brian Moore's son, Claire Rayner's son, Rev. Ian Paisley's niece & Feargal Sharkey's cousin (the latter 2 were best friends)

- Got on a train drunk in Zurich, intending to travel overnight to Marseille, but ended up in Paris

- Was held up at knife-point hitching in France but used delaying tactics to get away without handing over any money

- Got a caution from Cornish police for hitting an airline pilot in the shin with a piece of slate, while prone in a bush (me, not him)

- Worked in the Labour Party international unit during the 1997 general election, but declined a ticket to the victory celebrations

- Primary School religious prize 1973 (not bad for an atheist)

- Folkestone District Cub Scouts U-11 joint obstacle race champion (1973)

- Best U-11 dancer at the village hall youth club, one night in 1973 (a classic year), dancing to "Hell Raiser" by the Sweet

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Part 2: Claims to fame of friends & family:

 

- My Dad let Tony Hadley of Spandau Ballet back into the country. I never forgave him

- My brother lost a pool game to Billy MacKenzie of the Associates (RIP)

- In 1982, my mate heard a future cabinet minister getting shagged against the back of a door (cryptic clue: stony character might like early Status Quo singles)

- Another mate played Sunday league football with Andy Burnham (90s, I think): said he was initially mature (red card for retaliatory headbutting; collapsed drunk in minibus on tour) but was transformed by his wife's illness & became a lovely bloke

- More recently, my sister-in-law met Burnham on Rugby station; when there was a platform change, he carried her case all the way to the new platform apparently without expecting to be recognised & was a perfect gentleman

- My wife went out with the keyboard player in Wah!

- Greg Chappell told my cousin to "**** off" and threw a cricket bat at him. He's now Sports Editor of The Times (my cousin, not the loser Chappell)

- Met various cricketers myself as a teenage autograph hunter: Viv Richards was even more imposing close up; I came up to Joel Garner's breastbone; Deadly Derek Underwood told me to stop leaning on his nice shiny car; Ian Botham was being nagged by his rather shrewish wife (though she had a lot to put up with, by all accounts)

- My Grandpa "cabled America to inform them of the WW1 armistice" & received the telegraph informing the Sheffield Star of the abdication of Edward VIII

- My other Grandpa drove a streetcar (tram) in Edwardian New York

- My Great-Grandma was a suffragette who had one of the Pankhursts round for tea

- My Great-Grandpa inherited a fortune from the Australian Gold Rush, but pissed it up the wall on whiskey

- My Great-Great-Uncle, a local Land League leader, was acquitted of attempted murder/GBH against a landgrabber (including pulling out every hair of his beard, killing his goat & hanging it from a rafter) due to lack of evidence, but the police ordered him and his brothers to leave Ireland within 24 hours or face re-arrest. He got the next boat to America....where he joined the New York police 

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Part 2: Claims to fame of friends & family:

 

- My Dad let Tony Hadley of Spandau Ballet back into the country. I never forgave him

- My brother lost a pool game to Billy MacKenzie of the Associates (RIP)

- In 1982, my mate heard a future cabinet minister getting shagged against the back of a door (cryptic clue: stony character might like early Status Quo singles)

- Another mate played Sunday league football with Andy Burnham (90s, I think): said he was initially mature (red card for retaliatory headbutting; collapsed drunk in minibus on tour) but was transformed by his wife's illness & became a lovely bloke

- More recently, my sister-in-law met Burnham on Rugby station; when there was a platform change, he carried her case all the way to the new platform apparently without expecting to be recognised & was a perfect gentleman

- My wife went out with the keyboard player in Wah!

- Greg Chappell told my cousin to "**** off" and threw a cricket bat at him. He's now Sports Editor of The Times (my cousin, not the loser Chappell)

- Met various cricketers myself as a teenage autograph hunter: Viv Richards was even more imposing close up; I came up to Joel Garner's breastbone; Deadly Derek Underwood told me to stop leaning on his nice shiny car; Ian Botham was being nagged by his rather shrewish wife (though she had a lot to put up with, by all accounts)

- My Grandpa "cabled America to inform them of the WW1 armistice" & received the telegraph informing the Sheffield Star of the abdication of Edward VIII

- My other Grandpa drove a streetcar (tram) in Edwardian New York

- My Great-Grandma was a suffragette who had one of the Pankhursts round for tea

- My Great-Grandpa inherited a fortune from the Australian Gold Rush, but pissed it up the wall on whiskey

- My Great-Great-Uncle, a local Land League leader, was acquitted of attempted murder/GBH against a landgrabber (including pulling out every hair of his beard, killing his goat & hanging it from a rafter) due to lack of evidence, but the police ordered him and his brothers to leave Ireland within 24 hours or face re-arrest. He got the next boat to America....where he joined the New York police 

:D great stuff in both posts  :thumbup:

 

Would "Pirate radio station from town in Clwyd" fit as a cryptic clue ? 

I've just googled images of her and she'd be well worth a bang on the door  :)

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Held up at gunpoint in Panama, negotiated a 3-day sea passage to Colombia with smugglers & was then an illegal immigrant in Colombia for 3 days

 

Some cracking stuff in there Alf but that's a personal favourite!

Your cousin is doing a superb job aswell, best sports coverage in the land in The Times, unmissable on Saturday and Monday's, is it Tim Hallissey or is it someone else now?

 

Is the cryptic clue a certain northern female Labour MP?

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Would "Pirate radio station from town in Clwyd" fit as a cryptic clue ? 

 

Same one :D

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:D great stuff in both posts  :thumbup:

 

Would "Pirate radio station from town in Clwyd" fit as a cryptic clue ? 

I've just googled images of her and she'd be well worth a bang on the door  :)

 

I can neither confirm nor deny these rumours. Please consult my agent, Max Clifford, in Wormwood Scrubs.

However, I understand that you have your radio tuned in to the correct station - and holidays in NE Wales can be most bracing.

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