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rah, i had an aceface morning!
a colleague spotted james wandering about so i waited around the tills for him;
me; can i trouble you for my annual autograph?!
jdb; *laughs* certainly
me; im surprised you didnt catch us playing it, we've had it on repeat all week, you're thrashing phil bloody collins!
jdb; *laughs* good! i do try not to go into record shops on week of release but i've been away doing promo and not been able to buy any bits for a while..
me; fair enough, thank you so much for that, really looking forward to the tour too.
jdb; oh yeah, you coming?
me; yes, doing a few dates, brum, bristol, newport, manc, maybe london etc.
jdb; oh i'll sort you guestlist for any of those. have you got tickets?
me; oh, thats really kind but you dont have to do that, i wasn't fishing for tickets.
jdb; its really no bother, newport ok?
me; well, YES PLEASE! shall i just write my name down or what?
jdb; hang on.. *rummages through pockets.....finds tatty old phone*...
me; *starts to spell name out*
jdb; *still pressing buttons and grumbling a bit* hang on, you'll have to give me a minute here, im no good with these things...... aaaarrrgghh...... for fuuuu... ah, got it. go on..
me; *spells out name while starting to shake a little* ok to get my wife in too? cant really leave her outside!
jdb; yup, i've put you +1. just go to the box office and give your name. hope you enjoy it. bye bye
me; of course i will! thank you so so much, thats really kind of you, you've made my day
he looked really good too, really healthy and a little bit of a tan.
dunno where he got that.
i was shaking so much he must've noticed. i usually just get a signature and say thanks but when he was fiddling with his phone it felt like an age and i became very aware of my legs turning to jelly.
what a bloody nice man
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