Invited back…you fuckin’ freeloader. I was there that night and everybody was asking who the weird guy in the Wellingtons was…stuck out like a sore thumb as the rest of us were rockin’ sandals. I knew JC from way back, my dad taught him Carpentry at the local Tech when he was doing his City & Guilds. Nice guy JC.
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August 11th, 1989. After decades of having the Caped Crusader mostly depicted onscreen as his camp sixties incarnation, Tim Burton’s film, finally taking Bats down a darker path, was released.
It was the film event of the summer. We bought tickets a week in advance at Ocean Village and looked forward to it all week. We arrived earlier than most, and see a couple of seats marked “Reserved”. They weren’t our seats. Ours were just in front, and didn’t have the “Reserved” signage on them.
The seats were eventually occupied by Brian May and Anita Dobson, celebrity couple and world record holders for biggest hair (mixed doubles).
I feel sorry for the people sitting behind them.
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In her dreams, I’m the pretty one 
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George Galloway follows me on Twitter, as does Patricia Tallman (aka Lyta Alexander from Babylon 5).
I’d boast more about the first than the last. Everyone knows about my awesome power over all flame haired women. I’m just glad more gingers don’t know I have a Twitter account.
Some crackers here. Can’t claim to have been in many situations with celebs,but there are a few.
Half my family are Geordies and on a visit there when i was about 6 or 7, we went to see my aunt and uncle. My cousin, who was a few years older than I was having a kick around outside and I went out to join them. They were good guys and let a young nipper have a little bit kick around with them for a while. One of the lads playing was Paul Gascoigne, who was at school with my cousin, although obviously not famous then as he was only about 11 or 12.
A mate grabbed Nicholas Parsons by the balls at a Bristol Poly do once, as he was coming down some stairs. It was only a jokey one and we had a laugh about it. He’s a good guy and took it all in jest.
Shared a spliff with Massive Attack at a house party in Brizzel as well. A girl I knew was seeing Tricky at the time. It didn’t end well as I was tanked up and the spliff made me barf out of the window. 
My dad got friendly with Reg Presley from The Troggs and he was a good bloke.
I was at Bristol Poly at the same time as Samantha Cameron. She did some Art / Valuation course that was in the same faculty as my degree and I think I tried to snog her at the Tube club on a Monday night, but can’t be sure as i was bladdered. I’m sure she thought I was a twat anyway, so I doubt I would have had any success. Her life could have been so different - lol!.
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Originally posted by @Big-full-of-shit-Bob
Some random pictures from Google images, no doubt.
I note that you don’t appear in any of them, Bobster.
After he retired from playing football, Nick Holmes took over the Post Office in Winters low near Salisbury.
He regularly turned out for their cricket team in the local Tuesday night league.
Was a damned good cricketer.
It was also a magical moment for the Saints fans in our team to play against himWe always lost)
(W
Was in Pizza Express in Cobham a while back, enjoying a pretty good Diavolo tbf (or whatever the really spicy one is called), with the kids. Suddenly it went silent as John Terry walks in and sits down at the table next to us - with his missus and kids already there.
Then spent the next 45mins or so with every fucker in the place staring in our direction, pointing and whispering. Put me right off my dinner.
John Terry is therefore a cunt for putting me off my dinner (although you could say he is for many other reasons…)
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Lance Bowie that most certainly is, but the other one’s not me. I wasn’t his type I don’t think. Middle of the front row, scowling, camouflage jacket. That’ll be me.
If I knew how to get post a small snip of the pic in the way you’ve done then I’d do so. I’d even iinclude the famed Richard Rycroft of GoT renown as he’s not far away.
Umm, the only one in the front row with a camoflague jacket on IS the centre parted one next to Lance Bowie!!!
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Ah you meant in the 1978 photo
Just download the original photo to your PC, crop out the bit you want, save it and then upload to tinypic.com
Sorted
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I noticed Pap in the 1976 photo, are we sure he isn’t time travelling?
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posted by @BTripz
Ah you meant in the 1978 photo
Just download the original photo to your PC, crop out the bit you want, save it and then upload to tinypic.com
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Oh, I thought that was a young Phil Harding from Time Team fame…
You do look bloody miserable though.
He even scowls in Russian.
It was about that time that he put the picture in the attic, so he hasn’t aged a day.
Still dresses the same too - right down to the red handbag he’s stuffed under the chair next to him.
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Strange to say, Stench, you’ve actually met the young lady on my right in that photo, whose chair I used in a vain attempt to hide my bag.
My scowling countenance is explained by the coldness of the day, and the fact that the photographer had fucked about for ages before taking his shot. Photographers, eh? Bunch of cunts, the lot of them.
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Ah yes, is that the lady whose reunion party I was going to gatecrash and pretend to have been one of your college friends?
If memory serves she was a groupie for Barton Peveril and Eastleigh’s finest postmodern, pre-ironic punk band Vicks Synex and the Nasal Sprays .
Also, when I met her in the Wagon Works in Eastleigh, she nearly burned me with that candle she still holds for SO5.
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After reading all the tenuous links in previous posts, I renounce my claim to knowing absolutely nobody famous.
Boxing Day 1973 I was nearly run over by Mick Channon in his Range Rover. I may have been walking down the middle of the main road waving my Saints scarf at the time, but he didn’t seem overly impressed.
Around 1990 I was the Manager of this spotty little 17 year old YTS kid, trying to impart my IT skills and knowledge to him, but his only real interest was football. He was pretty lightweight but was a reasonably talented footballer who’d had trials with Southampton but his playing career highlight was playing 28 games (and scoring 8 goals) for Bognor Regis. From there he came down to Australia in 1994 and spent a couple of years playing for Perth while gaining some coaching badges. Somehow from there he became the National technical Director and Head Coach for the British Virgin Islands at the age of 24! His next role was for for the Bahamas between 1999 and 2008. In 2009 he became the Technical Director for Seattle Sounders, and in 2012 was appointed head coach of Guam.
In May this year he was appointed Manager of Shanghai Shenxin in the Chinese Division 1, and manage to get them out of the relegation places.
Thank you Wikipedia for all the stats. Surprisingly (and disappointingly), there is no mention in his bio of his time working for me at Southampton City Council… 
Edit: I forgot to add the jammy little shit’s name…(fair play to him though) - Gary White
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Once nearly ran over Southern Television’s (at the time) sports presenter David Bobin as he crossed West Street in Fareham.
He crossed from behind a stationary bus and if my unrestricted , East German moped had had more power his chiselled good looks would have been ruined.
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I did actually meet Felicity Kendal in a country pub in Glocestershire once upon a time… I woudl have been around 26 and she around 50 and she still looked good…but then the Good Life period was what always came to mind 
But for some reason it also reminded me of this…
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I nearly voted this up because its an amusing story, but I would then have had to down vote you because I have no idea who that twat Bobin is and its a bit of a stretch to classify this as brush with fame.