daveduke67 said:My cousins (ex) husband drove Prince Charles around a few times and was invited to stay at whichever Palace he dropped him off at. His superior wouldn't allow him as the car needed to be back somewhere asap.
Ken Dodds p.a. was a client of mine.
Alex Hurricane Higgins bumped his babys pushchair into the one I was pushing in Dixons in the Arndale.
I went to school with a girl, Tina Edge, who's father, Arthur Edge, killed a policeman PC Egerton on Egerton St. Twenty odd years later I worked with a poor guy who was one of the first officers on the scene after he'd died.
I was once sat in The Mauldeth when Alex Higgins walked in wearing a blue fedora with a feather sticking out.
Dressed like that he really merged in withthe rest of the clientel.