The Celebrity Spotting Thread Part Twee (or help Flatty identify the celeb he just spotted) (Part 1)

[flattythehurdler]

Ah right

[glenshane]

Thanks Sir. Now what about Samuel L Jackson?

[Fagan_ODowd]

@glenshane

Thanks Sir. Now what about Samuel L Jackson?

What about him.

[glenshane]

My slj spot was never acknowledged (in fact it was rubbished)…a stain on the reputation of the thread, the forum and previous mods.

[glenshane]

@glenshane

Almost live. Tall, handsome, black and proud Hollywood a-lister, Samuel L. JACKSON.
He and another man standing in the middle of the deserted main street of Castledawson in the early hours. I spun the Jeep and made a return pass just to be sure. Sam, having completed his business jogged across the road in front of me. A much slimmer and fresher man than you might think.
He was wearing an expensive looking long tope coloured raincoat over a grey silk suit, slim black tie and white shirt.
I decided to make one mire pass in the hope of getting a photo, or even an unlikely selfie- possibly with the orange Hall in the background. However he got into a very small blue and white hire car. I decided to follow. As he left the village he stopped briefly, got out and threw two full binbags over the fencing which surrounded a small building site. He didn’t look particularly suspicious, in fact he seemed quite casual.

Here you go

[caulifloweredneanderthal]

I would have a feeling that’s outside @Fagan_ODowd’s jurisdiction as I don’t think he was the thread sheriff back then

[habanerocat]

@Fagan_ODowd

@glenshane

Epic scenes in Straw earlier this evening. What must be the last chrysler 300 on the road was off the road and jacked up by a watery looking female chauffeur.
All windows were open and the owner was so tipped right up against his romantic interest that his head was in the frame of the rear passenger side window. I enquired if he and his party were ‘aright’. He affirmed they were but for the chauffeur’s struggle with a flat tyre. She was rocking the car around slightly in an attempt to loosen wheel nuts. I did the manly thing and took control of the situation…letting the car down, stomping on the wheel brace etc. Job done in twenty minutes. To cut a long story short I exchanged a few banality and explained that myself and the wee lad were off on a hopeless fishing trip on a waterless glenelly. It just so happens that the chrysler owner has fishing rights on the Shane’s castle stretch of ‘The Maine,’ and has invited Glenshane junior and I to an evening’s casting and wading.

Spot and a top notch one at that.

How can you give a spot when there’s no name mentioned?

[balbec]

TNH

[Fagan_ODowd]

@glenshane

@glenshane

Almost live. Tall, handsome, black and proud Hollywood a-lister, Samuel L. JACKSON.
He and another man standing in the middle of the deserted main street of Castledawson in the early hours. I spun the Jeep and made a return pass just to be sure. Sam, having completed his business jogged across the road in front of me. A much slimmer and fresher man than you might think.
He was wearing an expensive looking long tope coloured raincoat over a grey silk suit, slim black tie and white shirt.
I decided to make one mire pass in the hope of getting a photo, or even an unlikely selfie- possibly with the orange Hall in the background. However he got into a very small blue and white hire car. I decided to follow. As he left the village he stopped briefly, got out and threw two full binbags over the fencing which surrounded a small building site. He didn’t look particularly suspicious, in fact he seemed quite casual.

Here you go

I’m afraid that falls outside of my bailiwick

[Fagan_ODowd]

@habanerocat

@Fagan_ODowd

@glenshane

Epic scenes in Straw earlier this evening. What must be the last chrysler 300 on the road was off the road and jacked up by a watery looking female chauffeur.
All windows were open and the owner was so tipped right up against his romantic interest that his head was in the frame of the rear passenger side window. I enquired if he and his party were ‘aright’. He affirmed they were but for the chauffeur’s struggle with a flat tyre. She was rocking the car around slightly in an attempt to loosen wheel nuts. I did the manly thing and took control of the situation…letting the car down, stomping on the wheel brace etc. Job done in twenty minutes. To cut a long story short I exchanged a few banality and explained that myself and the wee lad were off on a hopeless fishing trip on a waterless glenelly. It just so happens that the chrysler owner has fishing rights on the Shane’s castle stretch of ‘The Maine,’ and has invited Glenshane junior and I to an evening’s casting and wading.

Spot and a top notch one at that.

How can you give a spot when there’s no name mentioned?

We all have a brain in our head and can work this out. The poster doesn’t want to cause a kerfuffle in Straw which we can all agree is the right course of action.

[glenshane]

That’s fair enough. I respect your decision

[habanerocat]

@Fagan_ODowd

Straw

Well I don’t. We’re not all psychic…

[Fagan_ODowd]

@habanerocat

@Fagan_ODowd

Straw

Well I don’t. We’re not all psychic…

You’re on the right track there.

[caulifloweredneanderthal]

Ah FFS sake. @glenshane left enough breadcrumbs for you there.

[Fagan_ODowd]

@glenshane

That’s fair enough. I respect your decision

Rest assured I would have given you a fair shake.

[habanerocat]

@glenshane

Epic scenes in Straw earlier this evening. What must be the last chrysler 300 on the road was off the road and jacked up by a watery looking female chauffeur.
All windows were open and the owner was so tipped right up against his romantic interest that his head was in the frame of the rear passenger side window. I enquired if he and his party were ‘aright’. He affirmed they were but for the chauffeur’s struggle with a flat tyre. She was rocking the car around slightly in an attempt to loosen wheel nuts. I did the manly thing and took control of the situation…letting the car down, stomping on the wheel brace etc. Job done in twenty minutes. To cut a long story short I exchanged a few banality and explained that myself and the wee lad were off on a hopeless fishing trip on a waterless glenelly. It just so happens that the chrysler owner has fishing rights on the Shane’s castle stretch of ‘The Maine,’ and has invited Glenshane junior and I to an evening’s casting and wading.

Was it a left hand drive?

[Fagan_ODowd]

@habanerocat

@glenshane

Epic scenes in Straw earlier this evening. What must be the last chrysler 300 on the road was off the road and jacked up by a watery looking female chauffeur.
All windows were open and the owner was so tipped right up against his romantic interest that his head was in the frame of the rear passenger side window. I enquired if he and his party were ‘aright’. He affirmed they were but for the chauffeur’s struggle with a flat tyre. She was rocking the car around slightly in an attempt to loosen wheel nuts. I did the manly thing and took control of the situation…letting the car down, stomping on the wheel brace etc. Job done in twenty minutes. To cut a long story short I exchanged a few banality and explained that myself and the wee lad were off on a hopeless fishing trip on a waterless glenelly. It just so happens that the chrysler owner has fishing rights on the Shane’s castle stretch of ‘The Maine,’ and has invited Glenshane junior and I to an evening’s casting and wading.

Was it a left hand drive?

More of a left foot drive I’d say.

[flattythehurdler]

Can I have another better clue please?

[carryharry]

Go book a flight online and we’ll chat next week…

[habanerocat]

@carryharry

Go book a flight online and we’ll chat next week…

Ah, no thanks Harry, I’m not like that.