papster, can we organise a special badge for Philip from Dubai?
When I saw this thread I thought it was going to be a chance for Phil to up his post count, but his restraint has to be applauded.
I can remember approximately 167 posts from The Other Place where Phil, to some scepticism and a great deal of derision, detailed the celebs he’s rolled with.
Can I suggest he receive the “I’m packing a 10 inch cock but don’t feel the need to unfurl it in public” badge?
Can I also suggest that you use this image for the badge?
Come on, guys. Sotonians is a multi-media forum. Rule #1s please.
Once pissed next to Billy Bragg at the M3 Fleet Services; said “Hello Bill. I’d shake your hand, but, yer know…”.
Pissed next to Gary Lineker (Does everyone else say Line Acre a la Channon when they read his name?) at the services on the M4 after the FA Cup Final in 2003. The loos were rammed with Saints fans and Gary took some shit that day. With a backdrop chant of “Yellows, yellows…” he got “I thought you’d be bigger”, “Even you can’t miss from there”, etc. Top bloke and took it well.
Demonstrated the Internet to Prince Philip in his private quarters in Windsor Castle in the early 90s. Cock. Some great anecdotes from this including the caterpillar reference that I will happily share at post-match drinks - payment required in Punk IPA*.
Queued behind Lee Mack and his family at Waterloo a few years back. He’s taller than you think.
Had dinner at a floating restaurant in Hong Kong in the early 80s with Gordon Jackson on the table next to me.
Once danced a jig with Colin Meloy of The Decemberists at The Prime Club in Cologne. He leapt from the stage during “Chimbley Sweep” and we reeled around with our right arms interlocked at the elbow before getting tangled in wires. Awesome.
Once met Billy Bragg after a performance at The Prime Club in Cologne whilst wearing a work suit and tie. Everyone else chatting to him was dressed as a communist. I felt like a Tory. I have this drunken recollection of pulling broken glass out of the bottom of my leather-soled brogues.
Chatted, drank and smoked with The Handsome Family after a gig in Newbury a couple of years back. Top people.
Was invited to meet Ludovico Einaudi backstage in Brussels my then 13 year old son who was his biggest fan.
Sat a chatted to Nils Lofgren at The Brook for ages (twice in consecutive years fact) before stealing his very own tour t-shirt.
Met Murray Walker at an Autosport show many years back. Lovely bloke. My mate could’ve stolen his Rolex but decided not to.
Met and chatted to Ben Marwood a week or so ago at The Joiners. Brought him a whisky and coke and drunkenly told him he was awesome. He took it in good grace. He’s a wonderfully fragile and gifted human. Shorter than I’d imagined, but every bit as weird looking as he says about himself in his songs. Also met Ben’s Mum (she wears a badge saying “Ben’s Mum”) and it turns out we both do similar jobs in Primary Schools. She was wonderful.
Met and gave a drunken and embarrassingly long and all-enveloping hug to Will Varley at the Joiners last year. Made him sign my Tommy Hilfiger shirt using a marker pen. Twat. Me, not him.
I was on the cross-channel ferry from Skatesmuff en route to the 2010 Le Mans Classic and got chatting to Derek Bell, (5 times winner of the 24 hour race) again…he’s an old friend. He wasn’t driving that year…just taking part in a documentry about the 1970 film “Le Mans” as it was the 40th anniversary of the event.
Derek tutored Steve McQueen for the movie who stayed with him at his home in West Sussex…had a long chat reminiscing about those time and the fun we had trying to get Steve up to the required standard to make him somewhat competitive. Great times. Here’s a picture of the three of us: Derek, left…me in the centre and Steve right.
