Never Meet Your HeroesThey're bound to disappoint - like the time we booked Wayne Hussey for the B3ta Radio Show. Five minutes before we're due to record, Wayne
phones, lost on the M25 with his Brazilian wife screaming in the background. Not so much the King of Goth, as a hen-pecked flake.
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chthonic, Thu 25 May 2006, 14:17)
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Oooh! Another!I met Charlie Dimmock!
One wet winter weekend, we (the partner and myself) were visiting our local town to buy all manner of foodstuffs when it started to rain. We realised we hadn't brought an umbrella with us, so we dashed into Stead and Simpsons to get one.
"There!" I said to the other half, pointing to the counter where the umbrellas were situated "over there!"
Alas, poor Dimmock was also situated at said counter, and feared that we were rabid fans hunting her. An awkward moment ensued were she, looking like a rabbit caught in the headlights, and we, well, we bought our umbrella and left.
She semed nice. Earthy, but nice.
(, Mon 29 May 2006, 21:31, Reply)
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