I went to a party last year at the home of the Icelandic PM, which, fyi, is a normal house on a normal street that seemingly anyone could wander into. Late in the night I went for a little walk about and bumped into the PM himself coming out of the bathroom. After he asked me a bit about myself he suggested we have a scotch in his library. I expected him to do one of three things: impart some sage advice I'd cherish for the rest of my life and one day share with my children or the GoT community; ask for my thoughts on geopolitical issues; or whip out his lad and tell me we both knew this was coming.
Instead, after a few minutes of awkward silence, he turned on the TV and flicked to an episode of (I think) the Kardashians, of which we watched about five minutes before he said he needed to get back to the party. The scotch was an 18 y/o Laphroaig and I finished the bottle.
I've also had coffee/dinner/drinks with a few writers, including Will Self, Zadie Smith and Gore Vidal, although I'm not exactly alone in that claim. Oh, I once shared a gram of coke with Booker Prize winner DBC Pierre. Again, not a claim several others can't make.
And I sparked the lad who once played 'Tin Head' on Hollyoaks. The story goes that he got a little grabby with my girlfriend at the time. The truth is he said hi to her and a mate said "Lad, Tin Head's on your bird" and I kicked the faeces out of him.
