tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7127826752883750865.post1250947410120565506..comments2023-09-29T09:07:41.453+00:00Comments on " Quotidian ": It's A Small World, And A Weird One.....Greenmantlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03869745942011646851noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7127826752883750865.post-85281183688474601732009-02-24T20:44:00.000+00:002009-02-24T20:44:00.000+00:00"Sexy" left a load of chinese on several of my pos..."Sexy" left a load of chinese on several of my posts as well....Frankie https://www.blogger.com/profile/17922995992473118940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7127826752883750865.post-30041057683233083982009-02-17T21:46:00.000+00:002009-02-17T21:46:00.000+00:00Actually my favourite is one that I heard when doi...Actually my favourite is one that I heard when doing some work for Dave "Eurthymics" Stewart's photographic studio....<BR/><BR/>The story goes that whilst in the States collaborating with Bob Dylan, Dave Stewart gave him his address so Bob could look him up when he was next in London.<BR/><BR/>Some months later, Dylan decides to drop in for tea, but having mis-read the address, he directs his driver to Church Road, rather than Church Street. <BR/><BR/>Not at all sure that this looks like the right sort of place, he knocks nonetheless, and asks if Dave is around. The woman who answers says no, but as he's expected quite soon the legendary troubador is welcome to wait.<BR/><BR/>So shortly afterwards when Dave (a jobbing builder!) gets home, his wife says ..."Bob Dylan's in the lounge....."Greenmantlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03869745942011646851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7127826752883750865.post-3450190447322506942009-02-17T20:28:00.000+00:002009-02-17T20:28:00.000+00:00Best not to think too much about coincidence. It c...Best not to think too much about coincidence. It can do your head in.<BR/><BR/>There's a well-documented one about a girl from BT (I think - may have been another phone company) ringing an engineer at home to ask him to come to work. By mistake she dials the wrong number - of a phone box in a high street. The person who answers is the bloke she was calling. He happened to be walking past the phone box at the time, and picked up.<BR/><BR/>OMG.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com