Being a celebrity is hard y'all.
Well not really, but I got a minute taste of celebrity last night. Oh, and by that I don't mean that I saw someone famous and licked their face like a puppy (although there are a bunch of special and noteworthy exceptions that I would break the 'no lick' rule for, but I digress...)
Morgan was out with a bunch his workmates last night so I had a night out with Mikey (The Lovely Ex) and another friend Dave for a session of recreational beverages at the Green Park Hotel. During the course of the evening I noticed a man looking at me quite frequently, then towards the end of the evening he came over and asked me if my name was Andrew. He introduced himself, and amusingly (and apt for this blog) his name was Andrew also. As I was wracking my memory for a context to where I might know him from, and why I didn't recognise him, he filled me in.
A blog reader, who recognised me from this blog.
Happily, I can report that he confirmed what I always suspected about you all. You are sweeter, funnier and downright better looking than your average blog audience.