When I was helping my bro do his deliveries one month last year in London, we were in Soho. I saw Capello leave the F.A Building, ust being named England Manager, but even more exciting, saw Julian Barret walk past our Truck at some traffic lights.
I wound down the window, and shouted "Im stuck in a Metaphorical box"..and he simply turned round Laughed and gave me the thumbs up.
My turn to namedrop then. I've met Kelly Jones.. at the same time I offered to punch his ex drummer Stuart Cable. He'd just thrown my radio mic off the stage, in a drugged up rock and roll stylee, at an awards ceremony in Cardiff town hall. I left the mixing desk at the back of the room, walked through the tables to the front of the stage, picked up the shattered and expensive mic, (for which the promoter was invoiced the price of a new one), and mimed in front of the audience..."me", *points to myself* ,"and you" ,*points to Mr Cable* ,"outside you c*nt". (I'm not an aggro man but I was about 15 hours into a 24 hour working day and in a foul mood). He laughed nervously and slinked off stage with his minder, while the paying guests waited whilst I retrieved a spare mic from backstage so the evening could continue. Mr Jones just looked abit embaressed. By the time I got to the VIP/hospitality area to find him he was long gone.