I once had a chat on the tube with Frank Carson.

I have spoken with John Francome and Nicky Henderson.

My great grandad was a teacher of the guy who wrote the screenplay to Alfie, and gets namechecked in his autobiopgraphy

Not a lot of people know that film.

I was on a Shuttle Bus at Heathrow in the late 80s and just like all the other passengers I was agog at the drunken stumblings and antics of a certain England cricket player/captain on the same bus. 

Everyone was embarrassed at the spectacle. Naturally such distasteful scenes never stopped him from getting a nice ride on the cricketing media gravy train ever after, no doubt being able to discuss with some expertise the drunken indiscretions of other England cricketers.

Nice one Clouseau.

I do hope the disappointment wasn't the end of the world as we know it for Mr Buck.

The above happened a year or two after Buck had had the little contretemps with airline staff.

Other people I have flown with are:

Bryan Adams... Air France from Paris to Heathrow. He kept jotting away in his notepad during the flight... probably writing a song.

Adrian Maguire... Aer Lingus from Dublin to H'row... the stewardess frowned at him because, as a short-arse, he was struggling to reach up and get something out of the overhead locker when the seatbelt sign was on.

Iain Dowie... B.A. Manchester - H'row. He was on the way to commentate on a game at Fulham and he was sat next to a Southampton fan who couldn't believe his luck! Dowie also reached and got my bag down from the overhead locker when we arrived because the only space had been above his head a few rows back from where I was in row 2, I think.

My brother reckons he was sat next to Daft Punk once but I don't know how he knew because they would have had to take their trademark helmets off to board the flight.

I have also been at baggage carousels at the same time as both John Parrot and Gloria Hunniford. and in the same airport bar as Robbie Coltrane

... and they are just the A listers.

Flying back from the caribbean in the early 90's my ex wife noticed the broadcaster Adrian Love on the plane & he was flying on his own, when the plane took off she went over to him for a chat, they seemed to get on she came back but shortly afterwards says she's going back to talk to him again, she spent the last six hours of the flight talking to him, at baggage reclaim I said to him "hope  you enjoyed your flight"

My uncle-by-marriage's cousin is/was Jeremy Beadle.

I bumped into Leonard Rossiter in Selfridges

I got Johnny Morris's autograph when I was a kid although I didn't know who he was at the time.

I got penalised unfairly in a schools rugby match by the biased b4stard fecking referee, ex-England winger Mike Slemen, for offside after intercepting the opposition scrum-half's pass after the ball had been heeled out of the scrum and rolled through the scrum-half's legs but he hadn't noticed as he was looking away and I had set off and timed my run perfectly and as he turned around and picked the ball up and passed it I was there with a clean run through...

... then Slemen, who just happened to be their teacher, blew his whistle and gave them a penalty. He wouldn't listen to my protestations and threatened to dock me another 10 yards, the tw4t.

I am now completely over it.... biased pr1ck

fecking ****...

Was at the Grand National in a hospitality box and they delayed serving food until Clive Smith arrived.  Not being a big horse racing fan, I was happy getting stuck in to the free bar but, a fair while on, was getting hungry and half cut.  Food finally came out and so sat down and started chatting to the bloke and his wife sat next to me.  I remarked that it was great food, just a pity I'd had to wait two hours for someone to be arsed to turn up, even if he was famous.

Obviously I Was sat next to Big Clive.  He didn't see the funny side.

Michael Barrymore's brother used to work in a newsagent in the town I live in.

Our drama teacher (Mrs Norris) got Ian Moores (A Spurs player) to come and train with us at school. He was useless!

That's nowt. The runner-up of the 1979 Derbyshire Times Miss Beautiful Eyes competition once had to clean up after my brother had done a sh!t in the bath while she was lodging at our house.

I played hide & seek with the Baron of Radlett in 1968

Never mind being at school with Harry Webb aka Cliff Richard - when I was in the 1st form, Gary Webb, aka Gary Numan out of Tubeway Army, was in the 5th form.

We were neither "friends" nor electric.

Working as a dustman in the late 1970's, I emptied Sir Karl Popper's bin and that of the actor Geoffrey Palmer.