brushes with Infamy

just found about this

Barclays IT director jailed for downloading hundreds of child porn images to company laptop | Mail Online

now last May i was in Madrid on business drinking and eating tapas with this bloke... :eek: TBH he came across as a generally decent bloke, just goes to show you can never tell from the outside whats in someones mind.

so the question is how close to infamy have you been?

I've met you on several occasions, does that count?

Or are you really as harmless as I presumed, (and hoped)?

:)
 
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I've met Roy Hattersley and been within earshot of Jasper Carrot - both really unpleasant at the time (but they might each have been having a bad day).

Midge Ure, Kevin Keegan & David Seaman are all really decent people, though (but they might each have been having a really good day ;) )


(Not very infamous, I know)
 
I was hoping more towards famous because they were naughty ( OK you get TB as one! )


Less, Harmless? not sure if that should be a compliment or an insult! :D
 
Less, Harmless? not sure if that should be a compliment or an insult! :D

If kids are involved, I really hope you're harmless, we all should continue to be wary, but please take it as a compliment, I think you would, could, are, maybe, should be, along with most blokes trustworthy, I just hope we can prevent the others from their hobbies!


:o
 
i was friends with a woman that murdered her husband a few years ago. i put her drunk into a taxi (her not me, i was pregnant with ty) and she went home and stabbed him...
 
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:D
 
Oh no, no, no, no!...please tell me the kid is not who I think it is! :eek:

We have to acknowledge the fact, it is John Major meeting yet another of his illegitimate brood for the first time!

:rolleyes:
 
In my lifetime I've known quite a few people who subsequently were exposed as, or became, villains. I worked with 2 people, at different times, who went to prison for fraud and a chap who lived near me in Coventry in the 60s, a very respectable sort, was convicted for bigamy. I don't think I've met any well known baddies though.
 
There's been quite a few, but one I remember thinking at the time was odd was chatting to a very unassuming charity worker at a dinner party. He happened to be John Profumo, the man who brought down the government, which subsequently changed the landscape of the decade that I was born into.

Some of the others were sitting directly opposite and chatting to Margaret Thatcher, upstairs in a private dining room at the Carlton Club.

Deciding I wasn't going to attend a lunch party my housemate was giving to try and flog his new paintings, because I was too hungover, only to be woken by Lord Montagu of Beaulieu and the actor Alan Bates, who decided to sit on the bed chatting to me, once they'd roused me from my groggy slumber.

Getting drunk in Kensington Palace, because someone forgot to tell me that the person I was supposed to be seeing had gone to inspect the fire damage at Windsor Castle instead, leaving me sat there with a constantly refreshed gin and tonic.

Getting picked up in the Armani shop in Milan by one of the world's most famous living artists.

Meeting two people, Mike Tyson and Enoch Powell, both of whom I expected to dislike, and finding them thoroughly charming.

Chatting to Kylie Minogue at an aftershow party at Teatro, and tapping her too hard, resulting in her falling off the sofa we were sat on.

Getting locked in an attic bathroom at a houseparty in Battersea for over an hour, because of a dodgy lock, with one of the Queen's children.

Spending a weird evening with Naomi Campbell, when she modelled for my friend Julien, some of which it would be unwise to say what really happened, which ended with us sharing a cab back to London from Greenwich, after she'd pushed us to the front of the queue and caused a big fight.

There are other more, err, intimate encounters with the infamous/famous, but I'm not about to publish them on a local forum. They can be revealed after all the people involved are long dead.

:D
 
Just rereading my post some aren't really encounters with people of infamy, but I could justify them all if I brought in the Belgrano, or being arrested for immoral purposes in the 1950's, or hitting your maid with a hairdryer and being made to sweep the streets on New York.

I could infact defame all those I listed.:D
 
There's been quite a few, but one I remember thinking at the time was odd was chatting to a very unassuming charity worker at a dinner party. He happened to be John Profumo, the man who brought down the government, which subsequently changed the landscape of the decade that I was born into.

Some of the others were sitting directly opposite and chatting to Margaret Thatcher, upstairs in a private dining room at the Carlton Club.

Deciding I wasn't going to attend a lunch party my housemate was giving to try and flog his new paintings, because I was too hungover, only to be woken by Lord Montagu of Beaulieu and the actor Alan Bates, who decided to sit on the bed chatting to me, once they'd roused me from my groggy slumber.

Getting drunk in Kensington Palace, because someone forgot to tell me that the person I was supposed to be seeing had gone to inspect the fire damage at Windsor Castle instead, leaving me sat there with a constantly refreshed gin and tonic.

Getting picked up in the Armani shop in Milan by one of the world's most famous living artists.

Meeting two people, Mike Tyson and Enoch Powell, both of whom I expected to dislike, and finding them thoroughly charming.

Chatting to Kylie Minogue at an aftershow party at Teatro, and tapping her too hard, resulting in her falling off the sofa we were sat on.

Getting locked in an attic bathroom at a houseparty in Battersea for over an hour, because of a dodgy lock, with one of the Queen's children.

Spending a weird evening with Naomi Campbell, when she modelled for my friend Julien, some of which it would be unwise to say what really happened, which ended with us sharing a cab back to London from Greenwich, after she'd pushed us to the front of the queue and caused a big fight.

There are other more, err, intimate encounters with the infamous/famous, but I'm not about to publish them on a local forum. They can be revealed after all the people involved are long dead.

:D
:eek:...bye eck! ..I can't wait for the book! :D
 
That is exactly what I inferred when I said -
"Most of us have met people who have infamy potential - they just haven't been exposed - YET"

We are living in an era where greed and corruption is the norm.
The whistleblowers are gaining courage - there are more shocks to come and it will eventually end when good people find out - it is happening :)
 
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