I’ve been trying to regain a state of normality, the World Of Wrestling film shoot has left me feeling invigorated and wiped out, need to recharge my nickel-Metal Hydride power packs. So last night I decided to clean up the office desk that’s been neglected for a couple of weeks, I managed to retrieve a note that was left on my mobile phone that I’d scribbled onto a scrap of paper.
PC Birchall from Lincolnshire !!? I haven’t been up to Lincolnshire in over 10yrs !
This call had left me feeling a little disturbed, as this PC had called my mobile following up an investigation he was involved in, and my number was a lead in a case of vandalism in a small village ..
The thing is I couldn’t get in touch with the PC straight away, so I had no idea if this was just a wind up. What had transpired was that a house had been vandalised and my mobile number had been graffiti’d on the wall … ?!
He just tried the mobile number to se if it was real, asked me a few questions, the first being where do u live … .. surreal.
DON”T USE MY NUMBER if you’re going to graffitti it on a wall somewhere please.
Just out to scrawl your number around Peckham Rye.
I had no idea you were an urban scrawler as well !! … actually a bit of a surreal flashback, I recall playing a role in a Willy Russel play in my teens (’Stags and Hen’s) I played Kav, and I had to graffiti my name on the toilet wall .. that was fun
… just don’t use my number !