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I am getting confused -

They're off topic again.....just join in, they'll pop back soon :lol:

Glad you caught Karl for your efforts. Karl was my consolation in Belfast. He's such a lovely guy.

 

I'm really jealous of those with sixth Darius sense but I was very lucky when I went to see G & D with Michelleh. Happenstance! (Brilliant word. Thanks, Darius)

 

Err, what's the title of this thread again?

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Not as good as some though. It's the people who KNOW he's just walked in that get me.

It's just that I say it so quiet you don't hear me!!!

Must admit he did get me when he walked up behind us with Natasha....although I did have a feeling the subject needed changing :lol:
I read in I think the Daily Mail recently that a square of dark chocloate a day is good for one of your organs, I'm not sure which. That's health advice I'm willing to take.
It's not really been a salad eating summer so far so I've tried not to take too much of the chocolate medication.
A life size chocolate Darius would keep me going for quite a while you know.

 

Oh....WOW!!! :heart: I wouldn't know where to start!!! :lol: :teresa:

 

 

Julie

 

I'm not sure I could start.

 

I had a massive chocolate squirrel once. beautifully crafted from dark, milk and white chocolate, and I just couldn't bear to break it. I had to just throw it out in the end because it went mouldy.

Mouldy Darius doesn't seem good. I'd feel dreadful about eating him though - even if he was chocolate. Oh well, maybe a nibble ot two. It'd be such a waste of chocolate.

........and such a lot of it.

 

I was trying to remember what this thread started about

 

Darius gets two small mentions in yesterdays paper. First is by that so called jounralist Lucy sweet who if you remember in the past has had a go. Here it is -

Its about celebrities -

CELEBRITIES like to make a fuss about how special they are compared to mere mortals.

 

Separated from the riff-raff with minders and velvet ropes, they imagine that us ordinary Joes are falling over ourselves for their autographs.

 

But I'm starting to realise they're actually stalking us, not the other way round.

 

Think about it. We've got Kate Moss in our wardrobes and Linda McCartney in the freezer, and everybody in the world has a celebrity story of the 'I saw Brad Pitt going into Costcutters' variety.

 

I mean, I'm the first to admit I'm a total nobody, but just by going about my daily life, I've amassed more star sightings than a paparazzi with a periscope.

 

I've seen Kurt Cobain in a supermarket, Hugh Grant walking down the street, Keanu Reeves having a drink, Vic Reeves buying a T- shirt, and I once served Richard Ashcroft from the Verve when I worked in a photo processing shop (the drugs obviously do work, because he couldn't grasp the very simple concept of the one - hour developing service at all).

 

 

Prince Charles, Gillian McKeith, Jimmy Savile, Michelle McManus, Carol Smillie, Darius - they've all been extras in the not very fascinating movie of my life.

 

 

And I see Ken Stott - AKA Inspector Rebus - so often I think he must be plotting to arrest me for crimes against journalism.

The only bit she has got right is the Inspectort Rebus about crimes against journalism.

 

The second mention is a review of various musicals where he gets a mention in connection with guys and dolls and I believe a picture.

 

 

 

 

I've found that little bit. I'll scan it in tomorrow.

 

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