Y'know what? I spent my 20s travelling around and interviewing famous rock stars, but hardly ever got a picture of me with them - despite there being photographers permanently in the vicinity. So sod it. From now on, I'm being shameless. Here's me and chat-king Michael Parkinson, then, from last night. I followed Sharon Osbourne around backstage for next week's heat, before and after she appeared on his show. Which was fun! Good day to you.
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Cutting a very handsome profile indeed, if I do say so myself. But who's the eejit with the goatee?
Brilliant!
Are you saying, Ms Anderson, that Ms Patton branding me a goateed eejit is brilliant? Shame on you! :-O
Give it up, Arnopp. You were just getting drunk at Madam Tussaud's and you know it.
So where's the pic of Sharon Osbourne then?
Oli: Ackshully, Parky was pissed up at a new experimental wax museum dedicated solely to two-bit journos and screenwriters, simply titled Goateed Eejits Of Wax.
Piers: Watch this space! Well, not THIS space. Cuz you can't put pictures in comments.
I must grow a goatee again, in that case.
Immmmmmmmmmmortality!
That is the best photo I've ever seen or you're incredibly good with Photoshop. Either way, top man.
cool! so how does one get such fab jobs as hanging about with famous folk?
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