Pete, lovely chap. Mad as a box of frogs and Tourette’s still pretty much in full flow. Poor sod is apparently struggling to keep a roof over his head and is currently door to door selling meals/ingredients delivered to your door.
Had to sign up of course.

Turns out he prefers non-fat Coke

They. Don’t. Light. up.

Shoot the Sony man

I once shared a chairlift with a Big Brother winner. Craig. Nice chap.

His bra looks very uncomfortable.

Do you live in South West London?

Had a chap come to the door earlier peddling this scheme. Wasn’t a former Big Brother though (as far as I could tell).

It broke my heart when I saw Don “Lofty” Estelle flogging his cassettes in the Whitgift Centre.
There should be a home where all our best loved celebrities are kept in a manner to which e think they should live in.