My Wife And Alan Shearer
I was off work after a cartilage operation, sitting at home feeling sorry for myself when the wife comes back from shopping, ”you will never guess who I’ve been chatting too?” (Me thinking it was so and so who has had a good holiday in Benidorm etc etc).
Trying to look interested I asked who she’d seen. “Alan Shearer”, was the reply!
“Yes that’s why I’m late back, we chatted for ages, he goes to blah blah hairdressers all the time….”.
When I gathered my senses I was in shock, firstly why would Alan Shearer get his hair cut came to mind, then why was it not me? Why was I not there? Where’s his autograph or picture with you I said? “Oh didn’t want to bother him by asking for one, he was so nice and such a genuine bloke”. Urgg me thinks!
I thought right, now I know his hairdresser I’ll go there on the same day and time – first week he didn’t show, I never asked when he will be coming next as wanted the meeting to be all casual like. Next week I didn’t go in as too expensive, so loitered outside (not easy looking nonchalant with bad knee and a limp), I hovered for a good hour and still no bloody luck!
A week later and I’ve given up on the Big Al hunt, just got back from physio and she comes in saying that she’s bumped into none other than Shola!
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