Don't Ask Me For Directions.... Unless

Just as I got out of my car this morning at my work, a woman in a very expensive, new BMW stopped on the road and asked me for directions. She wanted to know if the Subiaco Vet was nearby. I scratched my head and motioned that I didn't know.

As I was crossing the road to the office I noticed out of the corner of my eye the woman pulling up in the driveway next door. Then I looked at the sign at the front of the premises. It said "Subiaco Veterinary Clinic". Whoops.

In my defence, I only work here.

It Gets Better If You Are Famous

At lunchtime today I drove in to Subiaco to buy the fruit and vegies from the market. As it has been a very wet day it wasn't filled with people, as is usual around lunchtime. So, I bought the F&V quite quickly. Returned them to the car and as I was hanging out for some chocolate I was making a return upstairs (I was parked in an underground carpark) when I spotted Dennis Keith Lillee. If you don't know who he is you need to do some study on cricket. He is only one of the greatest fast bowlers ever produced by this country.

Anyway, he saw me mouthing "Dennis Lillee" to myself and asked me how to get to the restaurant. "Bravo's Restaurant?" I enquired.
We had a short natter, Dennis and I go way back. Hehe. I showed him up the stairs and where the restaurant was. Any more and I would have given him a personal escort for the whole trip.

If you are famous I will take you there. If you are a nobody (aren't we all?) you'll have to find it for yourself.

At least this is one celebrity that I have met and actually SPOKEN to. Did I tell you about the time I had breakfast with Billy Connolly at Heathrow Airport? No, well - I stood next to him and never said a word. If I had had a pen and paper I would have asked for his autograph. Nevermind. I'll have to get Dennis' autograph at a later date also.