I served Myleene Klass' sister in my library. Twice!
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Quote: shaggy292 @ February 22 2009, 10:40 AM GMTI served Myleene Klass' sister in my library. Twice!
Do they have a younger brother called Master?
When I was younger I used to play a lot of rugby. I worshipped a Welsh player called Gerald Davies. In fact I was convinced I was going to be the next Gerald Davies. We even played in the same position.
Anyhoo I was 15 and at a rugby training camp in Sophia Gardens Cardiff and I got injured so I was out of the squad. I was allowed a late breakfast as a result and went down on my own instead of being surrounded by 6ft forwards. Sat there feeling sorry for myself somebody came and sat down opposite. Gerald Davies. I could have asked him anything. Anything. I said good morning. That's it. We sat in stony silence for the whole time. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! 
Quote: roscoff @ February 22 2009, 11:41 AM GMTWhen I was younger I used to play a lot of rugby. I worshipped a Welsh player called Gerald Davies. In fact I was convinced I was going to be the next Gerald Davies. We even played in the same position.
Anyhoo I was 15 and at a rugby training camp in Sophia Gardens Cardiff and I got injured so I was out of the squad. I was allowed a late breakfast as a result and went down on my own instead of being surrounded by 6ft forwards. Sat there feeling sorry for myself somebody came and sat down opposite. Gerald Davies. I could have asked him anything. Anything. I said good morning. That's it. We sat in stony silence for the whole time. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
A similar thing happened to me at one of the services on the A1. Paul Young sat opposite me. We too, sat in stony silence. The difference being that I didn't want to ask him anything. He kept glancing at me as if to say "Don't you know who I am?" I gained immense pleasure from not acknowledging him but I don't really know why.
Quote: Badge @ February 21 2009, 11:58 PM GMTWas this after you'd had sex?
I didn't mean with each other, you sickos.
My dad was a chauffeur for Raymond Mays who owned the BRM motor racing team in the 50s and 60s. He once had dinner with RM and Alec Issigonis, the designer of the Mini.
Quote: Dolly Dagger @ February 21 2009, 3:30 PM GMTOh, and Take That's Mark Owen (who said hello to my child who was smiling at him).
Mark Owen once asked me for directions in Wandsworth. I didn't realise it was him until he was walking away in the wrong direction. He was very polite and charming, but wasn't wearing a hat.
Lifted from another thread...
I once went to Down Hall for a work Christmas party which is where Jade Goody is getting married today
My Aunties Godson is the guy who played the killer in Hollyoaks.
Quote: EllieJP @ February 22 2009, 3:56 PM GMTMy Aunties Godson is the guy who played the killer in Hollyoaks.
I don't watch Hollyoaks any more, but is that recently or ages ago? The guy that hit Steph over the head?
If so, he was lush...for a murderer. 
Quote: EllieJP @ February 22 2009, 4:14 PM GMThttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toby_Mills
Yep, that's the one. Although he often looked a damn sight better than that picture suggests!
Here's my list. Some of these links are ridiculously tenuous:
My Mum went to school with Kenny Everett, aka Maurice Cole.
My next door neighbour's Dad used to play in his street with his neighbour, Anne Robinson, when they were kids. My next door neighbour was also once a contestant on The Weakest Link, but got eliminated so early on, that she didn't have time to mention it.
I know a bloke whose sister used to go out with Harry Hill
I know a girl whose uncle was in a relationship with Kathy Burke, last time I spoke to her.
I regularly chat to Gordon Ramsay's nephew, on a music forum (he's about 30, in case you were imagining a kid).
An old school friend of mine is related to film legend Trevor Howard.
There's a picture of a young me, in ex-Everton, West Ham and England footballer Tony Cottee's autobiography.
My Uncle went to school with the little bloke who played the German officer who would always shout "'tler!" when saluting, in 'Allo 'Allo!.
My Dad knows the father of the bloke who has produced loads of really successful, but annoying gimmicky pop songs, over the years, including that one that went "I want to be a Hippy and I want to get stoned!" over and over, really fast, over a crappy, soulless thudding beat.
The writer Frank Cottrell-Boyce lives quite close to me. He wrote A Cock and Bull Story, and 24-Hour Party People, amongst other things.
I once got in a taxi that was being driven by a good mate of Stel Pavlou, who wrote the film The 51st State, starring Samuel L. Jackson, and he told me all about the film, a year before it came out. Apparently, it was he who had driven the Director around liverpool, looking for various locations to shoot the film.
I'm related to a really successful film and T.V. actor, called Bartlett Mullins. His C.V., on imdb.com is really impressive, but most people have never heard of him.
I went to school with the nephew of the 1970s Liverpool F.C legend Chris "The Ghost" Lawler. The funny thing was, this lad was also really pale, and looked just like a ghost as well.
The writer of The Smoking Room went to my school
My best mate, when I was a kid, used to live next door to a female Children's BBC presenter, in the '80s, who was also in a successful band, called the River City People. I think the band was the reason she left CBBC, before she got famous, which is why I can't even remember her name.
A now deceased Great Uncle of mine used to run a snooker Hall, and used to tell me how, a couple of times, he had to throw a young Paul McCartney out, for rowdy behaviour.
My Grandfather met the notorious Gangster "Dutch" Schultz, in New York, when he was over there, as a young sailor with the Navy.
One of the blokes from the early '90s Indie group The Farm lives in the street next to mine. A mate of mine met him in my local launderette once, but, instead of asking him about The Farm, he asked him what it was like meeting Salt 'n' Pepa, at the Smash Hits Poll Winners Party.
My Nan used to live by Tony Booth, from 'Til Death Do Us Part, aka Cherie Blair's Dad, when he was a young Drama student, and she said she once observed him stealing a tin of biscuits, from a local shop.
I must live quite close to up and coming actor Stephen Walters, who has appeared in Hannibal Rising, Batman Begins, Revolver, Layer Cake, The Mean Machine and The 51st State etc, as I keep seeing him in my local supermarket, and cafe.
I want to move in your circles.
At last year's Edinburgh festival, Mike McShane from 'Whose Line Is It Anyway' looked at me when I was in a cue and then approached me, mistaking me for a friend of his. I got his autograph then I later bumped into Danny Wallace in the street (I love his books). That day was pretty good.
I went to the same secondary school as Stephen Tompkinson and Richard Griffths. (Though not at the same time, I'm a tad younger than them.)
I went to the same college as Paul Smith (lead singer of Maximo Park).
Oh, and did I forget to mention that Stephen Fry is my uncle. I might of made that up... how cool would that be though!