Try clicking on the 'About' page to learn what makes me and Michael tick, aside from swallowing grenades. Check the archives, or if you'd like to see all the photos of my celebrity handshakes, click on 'meetings/greetings achieved'. You might even like to sponsor me (bottom left). It's for an extremely worthy cause - The Royal National Institute for the Blind.
Before I detail the latest reply that I've received from someone on the list of 500, I'd just like to apologise to Terri whom I incorrectly suggested was a male in my last post. She has written back to inform me that she is a she and that she doesn't live in the peculair sounding Burbankca but actually in Burbank CA (California). Perhaps you might like to use the space bar next time Theresa? But thanks.
Many people have sent me emails saying that they find my bet with Michael and this whole website 'Hilarious!'. Aw shucks, as someone from Little House on the Prairie might say, you embarrass me. Well many thanks. Unfortunately though, 'Hilarious!' doesn't pay the bills.
Unless of course you happen to work for John Hilarious & Sons.
I am thus forced, like everyone else, to carry on with a horrendous 9-to-5 routine which in my case involves adding the names of American leaders of industry to the database of the company I work for just to keep myself in Petit Filous (which I should be doing right now instead of writing this come to think of it) . Oh what a world, what a world.
What I'm trying to say is can someone lend me forty two thousand pounds?
Jimmy Hill is an absolute legend, no questions asked. His name was frequently bandied about when I was running around the school playground. His utterly delightful wife telephoned me to inform me that he will be happy to shake my hand after he finishes recording his TV show, so this weekend I'll be able to chalk another name of the list.