Star- struck?
I'm rubbish around people i love. Crap example Mark Morris from once hot to trot Brit pop band The Bluetones. He was doing a solo gig at Manchester's Uber Cool Music fest 'In The City'.
I was rather excited at the prospect of seeing an all time favourite, thinking back to the day he was on TFI Friday and he screeched out their latest single with a sore throat and me and my school mate swooned like a Disney Cinderella.
Fast Forward to me 1 bottle of cheap bogof free vino later and a mate of a mate arranges for us to meet him and say hi, well in my drunk little mind i thought 'lets tell him something he'll remember'
My turn comes, actually now i think i tugged his shirt and said to him "you were my teenage fanatsy"
The jaws of my mates dropped so far that im sure i heard them slam a little in the floor...
Soon after i made it to a dirty indie club and straight back out after 5 minutes. i made it home..... 
and this is me asleep on my bathroom floor. If you look closly you can just spot a fag end to the left (your left) of me head....proof kids- dont mix wine with Brit pop idols.
Stay tuned for more tales of when Vic met Paul Hendy of 90's CBBC fame and threw chips at him; had a pants party in her basement with the 2006 Edinburgh Perrier Awards winner; confused Badly Drawn Boy; helped Michael Jackson apply his make-up;and more shit stories of people you dont actually know, but it's something to tell your grad-kids
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