Picture the scene: drinks reception for work, unfamiliar surroundings, friend introduces you to another friend. You greet them with great familiarity, you know you’ve met them before. Conversation starts. Brain shouting where have you met him before? What is his name? Weird, he really looks like that bloke who does Masterchef. Oh f*ck. It is that bloke who does Masterchef. The one you’ve never met before. You just think you have because he’s on the telly. And now he thinks you are a bit of a nutter. Too late to say sorry, now realise you’ve no idea who I am and by the way can see that you’re unnerved by my familiarity. He later asks my friend if we had met before. No, she’s always like that, was the answer.
At least I didn’t ask for an autograph.
Current white in the fridge:
Nederburg Chardonnay/Viognier, £3.99 on offer (normally £4.99), Waitrose
Apparently there is some football tournament going on in South Africa at the moment. Whatevah. I’m only here for the wine. This is a gorgeous peach and melon-flavoured blend of the ubiquitous Chardonnay grape with the arguably more interesting Viognier grape. It’s ripe, it’s round but you can’t bounce it on the ground. Drink it with salmon en croute instead. Deliciously bright.
Current red on the side:
Biferno Rosso Riserva Gran Conti, currently £4.99 half price, Tesco
Madly reasonable red blend of Aglianico and Montepulciano grapes grown in the Molise region in Central Italy. It has been aged for three years, partly in oak barrels, partly in bottle. The result is brilliant, vibrant, smooth and, well, lovely. Plum and spice notes for me, all smooth and dusky fruits. I have recommended this one before and like the Fiano, it seems to fall into my trolley whenever it is on offer.
Back of the net x
Haha.
I remember staring at a woman in a cafe once trying to work out where I knew her from. Was she one of my original NCT group? A mum from nursery? A work contact?
It was only later I realised she is an actress from various costume dramas – not famous, but a really recognisable face….
Once, in a New York restaurant yeeeears ago (Bubba's?) the conversation with my husband went like this:
Me: Ohmygod, that was Charles Brosnan.
Him: 1) there is no Charles Brosnan, it's Bronson and he's dead and 2) that was Harvey Keitel.
I kid you not x
At least it was someone famous! I had a similar situation & realised that it was the lady from behind the glass in the post-office…I need to get out more (& Lymington is not THAT big)!
Love the Gran Conti…going back for more. X
Oh Wendy, that is priceless…so pleased you like the GC, it is delicious isn't it? x
I wonder if it must happen quite a lot to those that have a certain level of fame, but aren't quite at the Tom Cruise levels of recognition.
Like the sound of that white, will have to try it – my stocks of white are running dangerously low due to the recent mini-heatwave!
Exactly! It must be annoying to be recognised everywhere you go, but even more annoying to be only half-recognised.
Top up, top up! x
Oh no! Ah well, at least you get to meet famous people, even if it doesn't exactly go well! At least he'll remember you! x
Yuh-huh, for all the wrong reasons! x
Funny!
Thanks Vinogirl! x