tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19662178.post9138301864651841930..comments2023-04-09T16:07:39.987+01:00Comments on Wrinkled Weasel's World: On Recognising The FamousWrinkled Weaselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05291551539649118631noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19662178.post-21054596787475200432011-02-18T00:16:26.778+00:002011-02-18T00:16:26.778+00:00A number of 'famous' have crossed my path ...A number of 'famous' have crossed my path ... l 'recognise' none of them. Whether their egos are hurt l don't know but it gives me pleasure.<br /><br />l have to say that a couple have started chatting to me and they were ok. lf l add their names l'm defeating my post!Smoking Hothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04534745989363293923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19662178.post-38009629543396812162011-02-17T19:05:15.440+00:002011-02-17T19:05:15.440+00:00I think it was Ray Gosling who told me he used to ...I think it was Ray Gosling who told me he used to go into the Waldorf hotel in the Strand. We were disussing misery.<br /><br />The Waldorf was, in his later years, the watering hold of Sir Alec Guinness. Gunness was by all accounts a miserable bugger. According to Ray he could be seen, almost every day, alone at a table in the bar, staring disconsolately, nay, venomously, into a drink.Wrinkled Weaselhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05291551539649118631noreply@blogger.com