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SusieP wrote:I told you I saw SP in a coffee shop in Nottingham didn't I?
He asked if he could take my photo and I politely declined.
Then he said, "I owe you money."
And "hey Suze, I'd really like to sing back up vocals on your next album."
Then he kept stalking me asking if he could come home with me to see my pet kitten.
Honestly, the guy doesn't know when to give up.
larryfromnextdoor wrote:you dont know if you were sitting next to this guy?----
Arianddu wrote:I used to work in one of the pubs very close to the Twickenham Rugby ground, and on match days we tended to get a fair number of famous and semi-famous people coming in for a post-match drink. Because it was always packed on match days, there were quite a few times when we'd serve someone and only twig later who it was. Fish from Marillion caught me out three times like that, but I did recognise the actors Hugh Laurie and Michael Praed when I served them. My boss once told Mick Jagger to wait his fucking turn, then dropped his pint when he realised who it was.
ProgRocker53 wrote:Arianddu wrote:I used to work in one of the pubs very close to the Twickenham Rugby ground, and on match days we tended to get a fair number of famous and semi-famous people coming in for a post-match drink. Because it was always packed on match days, there were quite a few times when we'd serve someone and only twig later who it was. Fish from Marillion caught me out three times like that, but I did recognise the actors Hugh Laurie and Michael Praed when I served them. My boss once told Mick Jagger to wait his fucking turn, then dropped his pint when he realised who it was.
I really, REALLY wanna pound a few pints with Fish.
A hero of mine.
Arianddu wrote:ProgRocker53 wrote:Arianddu wrote:I used to work in one of the pubs very close to the Twickenham Rugby ground, and on match days we tended to get a fair number of famous and semi-famous people coming in for a post-match drink. Because it was always packed on match days, there were quite a few times when we'd serve someone and only twig later who it was. Fish from Marillion caught me out three times like that, but I did recognise the actors Hugh Laurie and Michael Praed when I served them. My boss once told Mick Jagger to wait his fucking turn, then dropped his pint when he realised who it was.
I really, REALLY wanna pound a few pints with Fish.
A hero of mine.
He came in quite a few times on quieter nights as well. Likes Beamish Red, the occaisional Guiness, and has an encyclopaedic knowledge of progressive rock and jazz.
yak wrote:larryfromnextdoor wrote:you dont know if you were sitting next to this guy?----
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Michael Leigh wrote:I met baseball legend Cal Ripken, Jr. at a crabhouse in Baltimore.
I was waiting for an order, and it wasn't ready.I turned to step away from the counter, and Cal was RIGHT behind me.
As fate would have it, my grandpop had passed away earlier that year, and my grandmom had sold their house, and in the process of moving her out, we found a HUGE amount of old Baltimore Orioles memorabilia that he had saved, in their garage ( he was an usher at the old Memorial Stadium after he retired).
I ran to my car and grabbed an old score car that Cal and his dad ( Cal, Sr.) on the front cover.
I went back in, and politely excused myself and showed it to Cal, who TOTALLY freaked out (in a good way) when he saw it.
He showed the book to someone that I believed was his agent, and I asked him if he would sign it (which he graciously did).
I now have that score card framed and hanging in my den.
He was TOTALLY cool and spent a lot of time talking to the little kids tat were freaking out over him.TOTAL gentleman and CLASS ACT!!!
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