People you have stopped to ask directions or other help and realised they are a Celebrity.

Block21 said:
I was once having a wee in a Urinal then someone else decided to come in and wee at the other side of the urinal, both finished at same time washed hands and then realised in the mirror it was Colin Cooper.
Click to expand...
I have had 2 similar experiences with different celebs over the years whilst at a urinal, both at Cheltenham races, but different race meetings.

First was Dion Dublin, it is true what they say, he was stood a good few inches further back than I was.
Second occasion was when I realised I was stood next to the great Willie Mullins, when I said to him “now then Willie, alright?” He replied “which one of us are you talking to?” laughed and zipped up and went on his merry way 😂
 
I walked up to an old friend that I hadn't seen in such a long time, we played together as children in the cobbled streets behind our houses.. I was quite drunk and my memory was quite fuzzy, but I did remember that we didn't have cobbled streets behind our houses. I also remembered after saying 'alright mate (and walking with purpose towards him with with my hand outstretched) I also remembered that I'd seen the film Billy Elliot and this wasn't my long lost friend I'd just seen the film Billy Elliot and I was currently in the process of making a massive t*t out of myself in front of Jamie Bell and his actual real life friends.

I managed to glance passed and make out like I was referring to somebody else just behind.. unfortunately there was no nobody there just behind him as he was stood right in front of the bar. No worries as I had now made two mistakes and I was too far in the cover up to simply apologise for a simple mistaken identity (without having to go through the details) I went all in on the thought that somebody would be near enough behind the bar that I could pass off my first greeting as being one aimed at them.. to my dismay the other end of the bar was much busier and there were no staff my end. Instead of moving to follow an imaginary friend that would have covered my shame.. I proceeded to have a conversation with the invisible friend that was not behind the bar thinking that Jamie Bell & Co would be too caught up in their own frolicking to notice (this was not to be the case). I carried on talking to the pretend individual despite receiving several strange looks. After around 5-7minuites (which seemed like several hours)of rambling a barman came up to me where I attempted to splice the conversation into a regular normal guy order for a pint. The first awkward silence after ordering, now there was nobody there.. but that hadn't stopped me before. I avoided making eye contact with anybody in the nearby vicinity until my pint arrived where I proceeded to say (in a completely different voice to my own) OOOOHHHPPHH, SCUUUZEEE MEE, OOOOHHHHPPHH, AAAHH, CHEEERS obviously refraining from using the term 'mate' once again which would have no doubt have blown my cover as the guy that wasn't the guy that came over shouting AAHRIIIGHHHT MAAYYTE before standing right next to the group and talked to his imaginary friend.. before awkwardly ordering a pint and changing his voice.
 
Last edited:
Was in a box at the Cheltenham Festival next to Michael O’Leary’s box, closer to the winning post than he was.
 
newyddion said:
I walked up to an old friend that I hadn't seen in such a long time, we played together as children in the cobbled streets behind our houses.. I was quite drunk and my memory was quite fuzzy, but I did remember that we didn't have cobbled streets behind our houses. I also remembered after saying 'alright mate (and walking with purpose towards him with with my hand outstretched) I also remembered that I'd seen the film Billy Elliot and this wasn't my long lost friend I'd just seen the film Billy Elliot and I was currently in the process of making a massive t*t out of myself in front of Jamie Bell and his actual real life friends.

I managed to glance passed and make out like I was referring to somebody else just behind.. unfortunately there was no nobody there just behind him as he was stood right in front of the bar. No worries as I had now made two mistakes and I was too far in the cover up to simply apologise for a simple mistaken identity (without having to go through the details) I went all in on the thought that somebody would be near enough behind the bar that I could pass off my first greeting as being one aimed at them.. to my dismay the other end of the bar was much busier and there were no staff my end. Instead of moving to follow an imaginary friend that would have covered my shame.. I proceeded to have a conversation with the invisible friend that was not behind the bar thinking that Jamie Bell & Co would be too caught up in their own frolicking to notice (this was not to be the case). I carried on talking to the pretend individual despite receiving several strange looks. After around 5-7minuites (which seemed like several hours)of rambling a barman came up to me where I attempted to splice the conversation into a regular normal guy order for a pint. The first awkward silence after ordering, now there was nobody there.. but that hadn't stopped me before. I avoided making eye contact with anybody in the nearby vicinity until my pint arrived where I proceeded to say (in a completely different voice to my own) OOOOHHHPPHH, SCUUUZEEE MEE, OOOOHHHHPPHH, AAAHH, CHEEERS obviously refraining from using the term 'mate' once again which would have no doubt have blown my cover as the guy that wasn't the guy that came over shouting AAHRIIIGHHHT MAAYYTE before standing right next to the group and talked to his imaginary friend.. before awkwardly ordering a pint and changing his voice.
Click to expand...
We've all been there.
 
Rod Clements (Lindisfarne)
Ray Laidlaw (Lindisfarne)
Dean Friedman
Richard Digance
Elliot Randall (played the famous guitar solo on Steely Dan's "Reelin in the Years").

All stayed at my gaff too.
 
Last edited:
Once watched a football game on sky with John Barnes. Out in Shaiba logs base, Iraq. He was doing a 'round the bases show' with a lovely guy who won pop idol that year (or some such show) and a page 3 girl. Was more of a question and answer session really. Lovely bloke, it was hard to watch the game, make conversation of what was happening without making a right *** of yourself.
 
Sunday afternoon after a weekend at Goodwood festival in 2015 and me and my mate were desperate for fuel for the long drive home, after endlessly driving around beautiful country side on petrol fumes we spot 2 cyclists at the side of the road ahead, we pull up to ask if they knew the nearest petrol station when my mate was about to ask he paused before blurting out 'Gordon Ramsey!' Gordon was very nice and polite n the face of my mates excitement and pointed us in the vaguest of directions of fuel.
 
Lurkalot said:
Rod Clements (Lindisfarne)
Ray Laidlaw (Lindisfarne)
Dean Friedman
Richard Digance
Elliot Randall (played the famous guitar solo on Steely Dan's "Reelin in the Years"

All stayed at my gaff too.
Click to expand...
Ray lives near me and we drink in the same clurb.
 
He's not even a celeb, but lots of years ago I did my first professional theatre audition, in an early afternoon slot for a production of The Blues Brothers at the Hippodrome in Birmingham. Got up early to ensure I arrived in good time, and after waiting in a side room, from where I could hear the people before me in the queue, I was beckoned in and introduced to the director, who turned out to be Con O'Neill, the lead from the film I'd sat and watched just before going to bed the night before. He was dead nice but I just blurted out "This is weird, I just watched you last night!" He was very kind.

Goes without saying, I didn't get it...
 
Last edited:
Paddy Ashdown once came to my parents house to ask my dad for a fishing licence . I guess that's an 'I'm a celebrity get me out of here' type celeb😂

My dad was a bit of an outdoor game keeper type....He also once had a 30 min conversation with Tony McMahon about lampling rabbits (he apparently did it in his spare time).
 
HarryVegas said:
He's not even a celeb, but lots of years ago I did my first professional theatre audition, in an early afternoon slot for a production of The Blues Brothers at the Hippodrome in Birmingham. Got up early to ensure I arrived in good time, and after waiting in a side room, from where I could hear the people before me in the queue, I was beckoned in and introduced to the director, who turned out to be Con O'Neill, the lead from the film I'd sat and watched just before going to bed the night before. He was dead nice but I just blurted out "This is weird, I just watched you last night!" He was very kind.

Goes without saying, I didn't get it...
Click to expand...

Con O'Neill you say, when I lived in San Francisco, my barber (Irish Paul) was very excited to tell me he was his cousin.

Can you get more tenuous than that ?
 
Haha he's a cool bloke, a dead nice fella. I reminded him on twitter recently of my faux pas and he, of course, couldn't remember it.
 
There’s a tonne of minor celebrities living near me but I’ve not spoke to any of them. I did see Bill Bailey by the Thames and we both commented on how nice the view was. That’s about it
 
I was working in London and staying with the brother in law in South Kensington. I needed to have a van with me for all the tools, etc. and would have to literally battle my way through the traffic back to and from work.

One night I was returning home and had turned into Onslow Square and could see the spot I was going to park in when a taxi pulls up in the middle of the road blocking the road off. A guy get out of the black cab all suited and booted, leaving a woman in it the rear of the cab. I toots the van horn, suggesting they pull over, but not so polite and the guy all suited and booted turns to me and signals 1 minute. I again toots the horn at the cab, gesturing for him to move over and the suited and booted guy gestures again at me 1 minute and turns to speak into the house intercom. The taxi driver and woman in the cab are giggling their heads off and in my frustration I toot the horn again at them. The guy comes down the steps, not taking his eyes off me and open the cab door to let the woman out. When the woman leaves the cab she looks up at me, smiles and gives me a little wave. I looked at her with my mouth wide open, looks at the taxi driver, with the same stupid look on my face and he nods to say 'yes it is her.' I return to look at the woman and she is giggling at me whilst going up the stairs and gives me a final wave before entering one of the houses.

The woman in the cab was Princes Diana and the suited and booted guy was her armed body guard.
 
Last edited:
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top