It was. I bought cider and cigarettes with it to the value of £10.
I was visiting the relatives somewhere in Rye, Sussex, and I stayed at a thousand-year-old hotel called the Mermaid Inn. I was eating when Paul McCartney and his daughter, Beatrice, and I think it was Heather Mills, came in and ordered breakfast.
Beatrice was wearing a ballerina outfit and crawling under my chair, pretending to be a cat. Paul got slightly irritated and took her back to his table, apologizing profusely, while all I thought was Hey it’s Paul McCartney say hi say hi say hi, and so I opened my mouth and said, “Nice belt,” because it was embroidered with teddy bears and guitars.
He looked at me strangely and nodded. A few minutes later, I left.
On a flight back from LA in november 2004, I was on the same plane as Noel Gallagher. On disembarking, I stood next to him at the luggage carousel. He had a minder from the airline, presumably so he had someone to talk to who wasn’t a fan. His luggage came first, it was green a Luis Vitton suitcase. Mine came shortly afterwards.
by Rich Tysoe
A few years back my family and I were trying to figure out which gate our plane moved to, and I was looking around when I noticed a couple waiting with a bunch of others at a gate across the way. They were standing up whereas everyone else was sitting down, arms locked. He was in all black with sunglasses and a hat and she was also in sunglasses, with a darker dress and a more summery hat. I realized that they were Jack White and Karen Elson and started freaking out inwardly.
Because my family is also huge fans of Jack White, I didn’t say anything because I knew that they would have made me get an autograph when clearly they did not want to be bothered (and looked bored out of their minds, to tell the truth).
Needless to say, we found our gate which was nowhere near them and I still haven’t told them about it..
A couple of years ago I was at a restaurant in North London with my work colleagues and saw James Dean Bradfield who was eating his own. I briefly thought about going up to him but didn’t.
None of my colleagues recognised hm, which annoyed me at the time. I’ve since left the company.
by Matt CM
Did I ever tell you about the time that one of the Andre brothers, not Peter, served me coffee and a slice of lemon drizzle cake. The cake was good!