Behave yourselves - of course I never met the man.
However, I did once present a prize of a DAVID BOWIE
LP to a lucky raffle winner (who, as you can see, is clearly en-
thralled by my 'electrifying' manly-man charisma) at a charity
night at a local hotel back around the mid-'80s. This came about
because my town's newspaper had recently published an article
on me freelancing for 2000 A.D., and the organiser considered
me a close enough approximation of a minor local celebrity for
him to invite me to present a prize. Yes, he was clearly
scraping the bottom of the barrel. (I said it first.)
Also present were footballer ALLY McCOIST, and a
couple of glamorous models, one whose name was, I think,
CATRINA GARRITY, though I may be wrong about that.
I've included the models anyway, 'cos I know you'd all rather
cop an eyeful of two leggy burds than make yourself jealous
looking at my hirsute handsomeness. (The blonde woman
was a hotel employee, but I don't know her name.)
Hell's bells - that was over 30 years ago, yet it seems
like only last week to me. Wish my beard was that colour
nowadays when I let it grow, and I wish my stomach was
as flat as it was back then. Ain't age a bitch?!
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