2 weeks today … Gore dines with Campbell.
The poor, poor man.
Actually I think the word ‘eats’ is more appropriate than ‘dines’ because lets face it, my choice in culinary delights stretches to kebabs, donuts and the wonders of the Magic Meal … but as long as it doesn’t come in any disposable packaging he should be OK shouldn’t he?
Yes – I know this is a gratuitous moment of star-fucking, but it’s better than arranging a dinner with a gorgeous movie star under the guise of ‘casting them in a campaign’ when in reality it’s because you believe they will fancy you and you’ll end up shagging a bird of uber-beauty and fame. Andy.