tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post5231065017149038812..comments2009-02-10T15:37:24.868ZAlex Andronovnoreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-1248261493724812442009-02-10T15:37:00.000Z2009-02-10T15:37:00.000ZI regularly use to drink in the same pub and so p*ss in the same urinals as Dr Feelgood. I also had a beer once with Garry Bushell (when he wrote for Sounds)...Andyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06222109197352092421noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-91193701049458780442009-02-04T22:12:00.000Z2009-02-04T22:12:00.000ZI would have entirely forgotten the 'Stiltskin sandwiches' story myself, except I once told it to Joe and he reminds me of it at the slightest provocation. <BR/><BR/>I'd have told them to fuck off by accident if I'd had the chance.Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00875684087628856319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-49311376111688512682009-02-04T21:42:00.000Z2009-02-04T21:42:00.000Z@Alex: "Lauren Laverne told me to f*ck off by accident" probably beats "Stilitskin sandwiches". Or does it?<BR/><BR/>I sense a Dylan's Teeth Accidental Celebrity Knockout Cup competition? Last 16?fourstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912282320117440112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-16601540161430831582009-02-04T21:35:00.000Z2009-02-04T21:35:00.000ZNo she never gave me her number...<BR/><BR/>She told me to f*ck off, but only by accident.Alex Andronovhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15441275711133976708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-45390710511345666262009-02-04T21:33:00.000Z2009-02-04T21:33:00.000Z@Alex: Yes, I know - actually, if you can get me Lauren Laverne's phone number, I'll...<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>...sorry, what was the question again?fourstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912282320117440112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-72779215531505330202009-02-04T21:31:00.000Z2009-02-04T21:31:00.000Z@fourstar:<BR/><BR/>Very true.<BR/><BR/>I'd like to join in but my stories are all to great to count ;)Alex Andronovhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15441275711133976708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-63284840605982659512009-02-04T21:29:00.000Z2009-02-04T21:29:00.000Z@Alex: To be honest, it's pretty hard to beat the Stiltskin sandwiches...fourstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912282320117440112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-44407888389432166632009-02-04T21:27:00.002Z2009-02-04T21:27:00.002ZOr maybe only the second point if we can see the pictureAlex Andronovhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15441275711133976708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-68208397764348226312009-02-04T21:27:00.001Z2009-02-04T21:27:00.001ZOh. I see. Playing the old "photo in my bedroom" card, eh?<BR/><BR/>Right.<BR/><BR/>I went to sound engineering college in 1993 (and subsequently shared a house and started a Leftfield-esque electro-dub band) with an Irish chap who grew up in Derry, next door to Peter Cunnah* from D:Ream. <BR/><BR/><I>* apparently, and I quote, he was "an utter cock"</I>fourstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912282320117440112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-61441486945985843262009-02-04T21:27:00.000Z2009-02-04T21:27:00.000ZI think Alison should get two points for that!Alex Andronovhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15441275711133976708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-54198407495930258682009-02-04T21:13:00.000Z2009-02-04T21:13:00.000ZOoh raising the stakes. <BR/><BR/>Let's see, I was at 6th form with Guy Garvey from Elbow, and have a photo of him reading poetry in my bedroom in about 1990.Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00875684087628856319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-37870025855247885412009-02-03T11:50:00.000Z2009-02-03T11:50:00.000ZOooh, that's good.<BR/><BR/>My wife's second-best friend is engaged to the ex-lead singer of Yorkshire indie darlings, The Shanks.<BR/><BR/>30-all, new balls pleasefourstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912282320117440112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-9318020483499947042009-02-03T11:35:00.000Z2009-02-03T11:35:00.000ZErm... I once made sandwiches for Stiltskin.Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00875684087628856319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-9655345097064788362009-02-03T10:26:00.000Z2009-02-03T10:26:00.000ZNice.<BR/><BR/>My daughter goes to playgroup with the son of the sister of the bass player in Shed Seven.<BR/><BR/>15-all, your serve.fourstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912282320117440112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969261463745458108.post-36515278640605835792009-02-02T11:34:00.000Z2009-02-02T11:34:00.000ZShow off alert: I play poker with one of Florence and the Machines band.Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00875684087628856319noreply@blogger.com