Anyone met a famous celebrity and worth a post?

[Paladin]

Paul Simon.

Was working in an electronic store in town and he walked in. Didn't recognize him at first but my mate did.

Really nice guy, very softly spoken. Had a chat with him for about 5 mins and he bought a digital camera.

And yes he is fucking tiny!!

Was it a Nikon?

 

[blue b4 the moon]

Jack Dyson about 1994, came into where I worked with his England blazer on, he was gobsmacked that both myself and the other blue in the office knew who he was, a real gentleman.

We would have loved to do lunch with him but he was off to another appointment.

 

[blue for life]

Kate Bush (got a kiss off her). Kim Wilde. All the members of Kiss 1992. Princess Alexandra. Steve Diggle Buzzcocks.

 

[Idesofmarch69]

Is there a camera manufacturer called Plagiarist?

 

[Meatbag]

Met Lemmy outside of Grand Central on Oxford road one night, top bloke.

 

[Stephen Ireland's pants]

Of your 38,881 posts, I would estimate that 47% mention the Eggheads.
Despite that, I think your life is more interesting that mine!

Can someone please help me start my own thread as I am not sure how to do it . It's going to be along the line of why does every thread bring up egg heads. Surely I can't be the only one finding this subject boring and monotonous. I once won a game of bingo but I don't really want to talk about it every day .

 

[Lavinda Past]

Tony Wilson, in mid 70s, when he was a newsreader, before he became a mid-life crisis druggie. I worked near the Granada studios at the time, and we used to chat on the walk to Piccadilly Station after work quite often.
He was a really nice bloke.

Had quite a few 'one off' meetings with famous' people over the years. Some nice, some not so, some just plain and simple dickheads.

Nicest..? Linda Evans (Sue Ellen off Dallas), shopping in Camden Market in 1980s, ended up sharing some of the Singapore noodles I'd just bought, much to the concern of her 'minders'.

Funniest...? Pete Doherty, directing traffic on Tottenham Court Road. A good lad.

 

[citydad]

Early nineties in Berlin on way back from Poland v England game. We were at Checkpoint Charlie and noticed a guy donned in black. We had a good chat with the man Johnny Cash, top fella.

 

[Barcon]

I met the members of Buzzcocks outside Virgin records on Lever street. They were doing some kind of signing thing about the time they released their 1st album.

 

[Mr Edward's shoe mirror]

Remember when there was that plot by gangsters to kidnap David Beckam's wife and kids? Well, it was around that time, and I was picking something up from Waterstones, on St Annes square. I'd left my motorbike on a pavement outside what was a derelict office block, but I knew a traffic warden would clock it and give me a ticket, so I thought I'd give it legs and risk it.

So I was running down that street where all the posh jewelers are, and I still had my helmet on, I noticed this nice bentley parked outside and all of a sudden David Beckham stepped out into my path, and he saw me running towards him and literally shit his pants and immediately got back into his car.

It wasn't until a few months later that the story about the kidnap plot was made public, but I realised straight away why he was so terrified.