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(Sorry about the vest. There's never a good reason for dressing like a ****, but I’d just been at the leisure centre with the kids.)
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Attachment 671
(Sorry about the vest. There's never a good reason for dressing like a ****, but I’d just been at the leisure centre with the kids.)
What did you say to get him to agree to posing thusly? Didn't you feel awfully guilty about bothering him?
I was standing outside a theatre having a fag at the interval recently when I noticed Charles Dance lighting up next to me; immediately realising that he had noticed me notice him, I looked away so as not to intrude on his smoke. Finishing my fag, I turned to enter the foyer and he gave me a warm smile as if to say, 'thank you'. The point of this anecdote is to let you know that Charles Dance is my best mate.
He was walking along the street with his missus, a few metres from his house. I drove past with the kids, swung the car over and jumped out. Approached him from behind and asked in my most polite non obsessive fan-boy voice if it would be possible to get a very quick picture.
He looked briefly as if he might tell me to fúck off but then agreed. I asked if he was staying and he said "we'll see", laughed and sent me on my way with a cheerful wave.
It was a good-natured interaction.
I'd kill my first-born for 3 minutes alone with his missus :-(