The thread in which Bluemooners reveal tenuous links to famous people.

Maurice Egerton was my “blood” grandfather
Adventurer, aviator, and owner of Tatton Hall & Park
Also a randy bugger, that didn’t mind sticking his dick in the maids, and one day he knocked one of them up (my grandmother)
To keep everything hush hush, she was given a very large house on Seymour Grove, Old Trafford, not needing for anything but would lose everything if she spilt the beans, that’s just the way it was 100 years ago.
Tatton Park, my fathers ancestral home.
 
You win by a mile!!! Is she as gorgeous in real life? And is she interested in a 47 year old graying socially awkward bloke with 2 false knees? If so, I’m her man ;)

If she was I'd be first in the queue!! My sister is a good few years younger than me and although I've been "close", for short periods, to a few of her friends sadly not Jenna! And you're right she is very pretty even without make-up, she is what they call "naturally pretty"
 
Maurice Egerton was my “blood” grandfather
Adventurer, aviator, and owner of Tatton Hall & Park
Also a randy bugger, that didn’t mind sticking his dick in the maids, and one day he knocked one of them up (my grandmother)
To keep everything hush hush, she was given a very large house on Seymour Grove, Old Trafford, not needing for anything but would lose everything if she spilt the beans, that’s just the way it was 100 years ago.
Tatton Park, my fathers ancestral home.
Was he the guy who collected heaps of stuff from all over the world, I remember visiting their and seeing his collection.
 
Myself & two mates spent a couple of hours having a drink and a chat with John Conteh in a club in Victoria, London. He had a large entourage who all sponged drinks off him but largely ignored him so he seemed really grateful to have company that didn't want anything off him (we all bought a round). He was still boxing and at the height of his fame but he had suffered a broken hand (his main punching one) and the story in the press was that it was all healed. He showed us that he couldn't even clench it into a fist - he was fighting with his weaker hand only.

Bumped into Chrissie Hynde of The Pretenders as she was walking to the stage at the PSV Club in Hulme. She's tiny and I caught her before she landed on her arse.

Me & a schoolmate threw snowballs at George Best as we were about to board a bus outside The Village on Bridge Street. He had a habit of standing at the doorway of his boutique / barbers so he could be seen and admired...
 
Was he the guy who collected heaps of stuff from all over the world, I remember visiting their and seeing his collection.
Yes, did a lot of exploring in what was known as “Darkest Africa”
My fathers middle name was “Tatton”
Egerton was in the royal bloodline, but quite far removed from any significant royal family member
My grandmother went on to marry a guy who owned the “Jones Motorcycles” business that was set up in Hulme
 
Once sold a can of coke to Fitzroy Simpson AND Neil Pointon on the same day! Also met Andy Dibble in the reception of the solicitors I worked in.

Off to burn my hard drive so none of this stuff gets found out by Der Spiegel
 
I once met a famous City fan on Hollywood Blvd, he was walking around with another bloke, long blonde hair, about 6' 4", Yes were playing that night in LA, it was Rick Wakeman, I had a chat with him, very nice bloke, no airs or graces, we talked about City and which Yes album was best, got a selfie :)
 
once had pre-gig drinks with Bon Jovi, after a record company exc put me in the wrong waiting room.
met Kevin Costner at a Villa V Arsenal game when I was working there.
met Trevor Horn (The Buggles, Yes, Art of Noise) at Sarn recording studio when I sold a guitar to Stevie Jackson of Belle and Sebastian.
 

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