Looby I hope you can get things back on track with your DH. I thought that was a very good response to his text. Good luck this evening.
Fi yay for your clever DH! And for you being so clever and creative.
Headless wow, Crystal Maze! I luuurve Richard O'Brien. I also have an apology for you as I am not a Take That fan. One of the only times I got cross during my labour was when the student mw pointed out there was a 'lovely' Take That song on the radio, and I shouted 'I'm not bloody giving birth to Take That!!'
My aforementioned jazz musician housemates went on tour with Mark Owen, but they were playing with the support band Northern Uproar (who were naff, but my friends did do some TV with them, including TOTP and Richard and Judy!)
Other sleb spotting
When I lived in Greenwich I used to see Lawrence Llwelyn Bowen around and he once enviously (I like to think) eyed up a brocade coat I was wearing.
I spotted Lloyd Grossman in the Forbidden City in Beijing (DH and I amused ourselves saying 'who lives in a house like this?' all day )
I was once going to Rome and at the departure gate caught someone's eye. When I turned to look it was Colin Firth, looking all moody and Mr Darcy-esque. After exchanging a couple of glances I turned to DH and whispered 'shh, don't look now, but Colin Firth is over there'. So of course DH looks to and fro in a totally obvious way, making no attempt to be subtle, going 'who's Colin Firth? Do I know him? Where is he?' We then got on the plane and I made a fuss of persuading DH to let me sit by the window. Guess who sat in the aisle seat?? Talk about gutted! DH kept giving me smug looks all through the flight