A brush with the rich and the famous.
Tongue-tied. Sweating. Grinning like a serial killer.
No, I’m not talking about the changes the human body goes through while doing a tricky reverse park in front of a gawping crowd of supermarket shoppers.
Although it is very similar.
I’m talking about what happens when you experience an unlikely brush with the rich and the famous.
“Rumour has it the Rock is down the Lidl, they’ve got a special on disposable BBQs. Best get down there.”
What inspired this deep and meaningful reflection? Well it seems our much-loved stars of screen and stage often crop up in well, normal places? Perhaps more than we think.
How about Paul Mescal and his tiny shorts coming to a pavement near you?
Lady Gaga in San Diego IKEA? Well, the car park.
Indiana Jones on a canal boat in North Wales?
Tom Cruise wolfing down a curry in England’s second city?
It seems they truly do walk amongst us.
Right, I’m off. Rumour has it the Rock is down the Lidl, they’ve got a special on disposable BBQs. Best get down there.
