Tell us about when you were 'That Guy'
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I took Mrs V.'s Japanese Kei Car for a MOT. Knowing that previous places had googled and spent ages searching where the VIN number was (it's not in a window under the windscreen or under a flap by the drivers seat), I thoughtfully popped my head around into the test bay and said I could help them with knowing where the VIN number was.
Without even looking up the guy said: "Thanks mate, it's behind the panel on the off side on the metal above the jack isn't it?"
He must MOT a lot of Jap imports.
Without even looking up the guy said: "Thanks mate, it's behind the panel on the off side on the metal above the jack isn't it?"
He must MOT a lot of Jap imports.
Ah!
I often stop to help people who look they need help and you see a lot of such people on the tube.
Last week I helped a lady carry her buggy with child
In situ up the stair at Monument tube station, but a few years back that premise went wrong.
At the top the stairs was a suitcase and hallway up a lady with two young children and another case who had stopped for breath.
Not knowing her nationality, I made eye contact, picked the case up and started carrying it DOWNstairs for her.
It turns out she was heading UP not down.
I did carry the remaining two cases up the stairs and subsequently saw her and safely to the ticket barriers, before backtracking on my original route.
I often stop to help people who look they need help and you see a lot of such people on the tube.
Last week I helped a lady carry her buggy with child
In situ up the stair at Monument tube station, but a few years back that premise went wrong.
At the top the stairs was a suitcase and hallway up a lady with two young children and another case who had stopped for breath.
Not knowing her nationality, I made eye contact, picked the case up and started carrying it DOWNstairs for her.
It turns out she was heading UP not down.
I did carry the remaining two cases up the stairs and subsequently saw her and safely to the ticket barriers, before backtracking on my original route.
DickyC said:
In Germany in the seventies I was in a group all politely speaking English for me. In a lull in the conversation I turned to one of them and said, "YOU SPEAK VEERY GOOD ENGLISH." He said, "Yes, I'm American."
Around 1985 or 6, I was on holiday in Germany and we went to a little place of the village street for some wine tasting. The owner was chatting away to us and I said "you speak very good English"."Yes" he replied, "I spent some time in England, I was a Prisoner of War"
Years ago at a charity fund raiser in Homerton I spotted Brian Bovell at the bar chatting to members of The Bill cast. By this time I'd had a few beers in me and thought it would be a great idea to go and say hello, and how everyone may know him in his recent roles, but I remember him from his Playschool days.
"No mate, that was Derek Griffiths".
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"No mate, that was Derek Griffiths".
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Glassman said:
Years ago at a charity fund raiser in Homerton I spotted Brian Bovell at the bar chatting to members of The Bill cast. By this time I'd had a few beers in me and thought it would be a great idea to go and say hello, and how everyone may know him in his recent roles, but I remember him from his Playschool days.
"No mate, that was Derek Griffiths".
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In the early 90’s my older brother once asked Jim Davidson’ to do his Chalky White impression."No mate, that was Derek Griffiths".
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Except the person he asked was Les Dennis.
He wasn’t drunk. Be he may have been adopted.
Late ’04 - I was traveling from Hamburg airport to Hamburg railway station on business.
It was a cold grey rainy miserable November day, and we weren’t going through the loveliest part of Hamburg in the taxi. I was struck by the number of concrete buildings of flats, basically, how they dull they looked.
The taxi driver spoke good English, so I asked him “These buildings are a bit grey and drab, how long have they been here?”
“About 55 years – give or take”
“Why are there are so many of them all the same?”
“They were built in a hurry”
“Why?”
(brusquely) “you vill have to ask ze RAF zat”
“Ah……”
Silence ensues…….
It was a cold grey rainy miserable November day, and we weren’t going through the loveliest part of Hamburg in the taxi. I was struck by the number of concrete buildings of flats, basically, how they dull they looked.
The taxi driver spoke good English, so I asked him “These buildings are a bit grey and drab, how long have they been here?”
“About 55 years – give or take”
“Why are there are so many of them all the same?”
“They were built in a hurry”
“Why?”
(brusquely) “you vill have to ask ze RAF zat”
“Ah……”
Silence ensues…….
Tango13 said:
Talking to a guy at the local BMW bike dealers and he mentioned he was going to the festival of a thousand bikes at Mallory Park next day due his dad racing there in the 60's
Who was your dad? Anyone I might have heard of?
Yeah, Mike Hailwood...
Years ago i was at the Festival of Speed in a professional capacity. I went to the launch of a new motorbike by a niche manufacturer to get some photos, got there a bit late so missed the presentation but got chatting to a very nice young lady who seemed to know a lot of technical info.Who was your dad? Anyone I might have heard of?
Yeah, Mike Hailwood...
"You certainly know a lot at motorbikes," I said
"Yeah, I leant a lot from my dad as a kid."
"Oh really? Was he keen on bikes?"
"Yeah, he was Barry Sheene..."
What made it worse was the launch was of the Icon Sheene - at the time the world's most expensive production bike and a tribute to Barry.
I helped out on a Mini Cooper Register stand at the NEC in the late 80s. I got chatting to a pleasant older chap who seemed quote knowledgable about racing minis, so I spouted the little I knew as we had one of the monte minis on the stand.
Anyway he wandered off and I carried on. I commented he was well informed.... then some said he should be he raced plenty..
Ginger Devlin had just wandered off.
Anyway he wandered off and I carried on. I commented he was well informed.... then some said he should be he raced plenty..
Ginger Devlin had just wandered off.
I did an interview on BBC Breakfast once and whilst waiting in the green room was making small talk with the lady who was going on before me. I asked her if she’d been on before, to which she said “yes, quite a few times”.
She then went on and was introduced as (at the time, the very well-known) economics correspondent, Stephanie Flanders. I thought she looked vaguely familiar, made me feel like a right idiot.
She then went on and was introduced as (at the time, the very well-known) economics correspondent, Stephanie Flanders. I thought she looked vaguely familiar, made me feel like a right idiot.
Skyedriver said:
Around 1985 or 6, I was on holiday in Germany and we went to a little place of the village street for some wine tasting. The owner was chatting away to us and I said "you speak very good English".
"Yes" he replied, "I spent some time in England, I was a Prisoner of War"
There were POWS near us in WW2. The camp was fairly open and many had jobs locally in the hospital as porters, or on farms etc. "Yes" he replied, "I spent some time in England, I was a Prisoner of War"
Were allowed into pubs if they had a UK host, etc. Even some days out to the coast (apparently). Controls got lighter and lighter towards the end of the war. Certainly POWS but not in the super strict sense.
Interestingly many stayed after the war, got married and the family relatives are still in the area.
Tango13 said:
Talking to a guy at the local BMW bike dealers and he mentioned he was going to the festival of a thousand bikes at Mallory Park next day due his dad racing there in the 60's
Who was your dad? Anyone I might have heard of?
Yeah, Mike Hailwood...
Much respect for anyone taming this beast.Who was your dad? Anyone I might have heard of?
Yeah, Mike Hailwood...
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