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Adebayor's started so well for Man City
I've just read Chris Evans' blog ...and I think I'm a bit envious.
The other night he was out with Paul McCartney AND Stephen Merchant. Can you imagine? The last famous person I had dinner with was John McCririck, when I was on maternity leave.
Away from the cameras he isn't a sexist chauvinist - his wife 'Booby' was with us and he absolutely adores her and couldn't live without her (John and I worked together on a sports chat show on Channel 4 a few years ago).
Oh yes, once I had a few drinks with Chris Waddle and Terry Butcher.
Obviously if you can top my nights out with famous people, go right ahead...
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My friends and I were on a night out in Manchester, when one of them spotted Noddy Holder. He approached him and said, "i have always wanted a perm like yours."
My friend has more hair in his armpits than on his head, so you can see why he was so envious.
Thats the extent of my famous nights out.
Hi Stephen
Nice one - your friend has got guts.
Victoria
I don't understand why you're envious Victoria.
A few beers with Chris Waddle and Terry Butcher reminiscing about Italia '90 sounds like heaven compared with having to spend an evening with a couple of egotists like Evans and McCartney.
I once almost had a night out on the 'lash' with Robin Williams. When he 'phoned me I was just getting in the bath, so I said no. He 'phoned twice more, but I wasn't having it. "Too tired" I said. "And besides, I've not checked the chickens, and shut them away yet". He's gets quite pathetic when he begs, does Robin. But no amount of cajoling changed my mind. "Maybe another night Rob" I said. "Give George Micheal a ring, he's been on at me to go for a beer all evening". Dunno whether he did, but it got rid of him. Pest.
Grudfuttle.