I met Tom Jones in Changi Airport (Singapore). Mark and I were on our way to our gate, when we spotted Tom meandering our way. I just walked over and said, “Hello, Mr. Jones”. He gave be a wierd look and said “Hello there”.
Yeah, I’m cool, I’m suave. At least I didn’t throw him my knickers.
HA! I was just gonna ask if you lobbed your panties at him. That would’ve ruled.
Part of my problem with Miriam Margolyes the other night was that I wasn’t exactly sure how to pronounce her last name. And I thought calling her “Miriam” might be a tad presumptuous. You lucked out with “Jones.” 🙂
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I met Tom Jones in Changi Airport (Singapore). Mark and I were on our way to our gate, when we spotted Tom meandering our way. I just walked over and said, “Hello, Mr. Jones”. He gave be a wierd look and said “Hello there”.
Yeah, I’m cool, I’m suave. At least I didn’t throw him my knickers.
HA! I was just gonna ask if you lobbed your panties at him. That would’ve ruled.
Part of my problem with Miriam Margolyes the other night was that I wasn’t exactly sure how to pronounce her last name. And I thought calling her “Miriam” might be a tad presumptuous. You lucked out with “Jones.” 🙂