I often wonder this before I fall asleep. I'm sure I'd be much more of a global, household name if it weren't for Batman and his front-page-stealing, caped-crusading antics. He's on the telly right now being famous and narrowing down the opportunities for others to be similarly famous. Fame isn't like rubella - not everybody can have it at once.
I might ring him and ask him to stop the being famous thing for a few weeks; at least until I have established fully my own international brand.
Yeah. Good idea.
On a slightly different subject; I realise I missed out some celebrities what I have bumped in to and, as I now intend to join them in celeb-ness, it's wise to name them on the way up, so they're nice to me when I reach the top.
I once walked past author Stephen King in a street near New York's Central Park, and I once met George Melly.
In a pub.
Enormous bloke he was, with a very loud suit and a very large hat. A fedora, I guess.
I recognised him instantly, of course. I'd known his name, his face and his dress-sense since I was a small child. He was a huge, national, if not international, jazz-singing sensation. And good for him!
Especially given he was actually not all that good at the jazz-singing bit; and that he looked kind of like a cross between Liberace and Max Bygraves.
He was, however, a recognisable household figure. A unique, superstar brand.
He must have had Batman's number too.
In a pub.
Enormous bloke he was, with a very loud suit and a very large hat. A fedora, I guess.
I recognised him instantly, of course. I'd known his name, his face and his dress-sense since I was a small child. He was a huge, national, if not international, jazz-singing sensation. And good for him!
Especially given he was actually not all that good at the jazz-singing bit; and that he looked kind of like a cross between Liberace and Max Bygraves.
He was, however, a recognisable household figure. A unique, superstar brand.
He must have had Batman's number too.
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