Monday, 23 August 2010

My encounter with Russel Howard

It was on Wednesday 28th July 2010 at Gatwick Airport. Iona and I noticed Russel Howard and approached him.
Me " Are you Russel Howard?"
Russ " I am."
I explained how much of a fan I was, being proper ass-licky.
Russ "Whereabouts are you two going on holiday then?"
Me " Rhodes."
Russ "Are you on the Easyjet flight?"
Me " Yeah!"
Russ " See you there then."
It was one of them things that you get excited for, purely because it's someone famous, not because you are a huge fan. I wasn't really, I just thought he was funny from when I'd watched him in the past, especially that 'yawn rape' thing he did.
We were second from last to board the plane and there were several seats dotted about. I scanned the plane for a spare seat, and there was one, right next to Russel Howard. I pushed past people through the aisle, I didn't care because I would probably never see them again in my whole entire life. As I was about a meter from my seat of 4 hour Russel Howard bliss, an old man sat down. Just before he planted his bum on the sea, he farted. I was never so disgusted and heartbroken in my life, so me, Iona and Heather (Iona's mum) ended up sitting at the back of the plane. With my headphones on, I shout out - "At least being at the back means we will die last." I got some funny looks of horror before I took my seat. I was pleased that when we were in passport control in Rhodes Russel Howard said Hi to me and Iona though.
xo,

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