He works hard, and often comes into contact with famous people. He’s the consummate professional (yes, I know he’s a silly bugger, but he’s dead serious at work).

But this time, I’m afraid, he was overruled. He rang me on Sunday. The conversation went something like this:

Hubby: ‘Guess who I’m flying tomorrow?’

Me: ‘Who?’

Hubby: ‘Gary Barlow’

Me: ‘Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit! Gary Sodding Barlow! *insert girly screaming here* I LOVE HIM!’

Now Hubster, being aware that I’m somewhat of a fan, did something really, really lovely. Something that he would never, ever normally do. I never ask him to get autographs and stuff, because I know it’s not professional, so I hadn’t even asked (well okay, that’s a total lie, I did ask but I thought he’d say no), so imagine my surprise when this landed in my inbox:

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

And for the record, he says that the lads are really, really lovely, totally unstarry, that Gary ‘Goose’ Barlow likes to sit up front next to the pilot, and that they’re a great craic too. You can see Mark Owen in the background too – I might faint!!!

Special thanks must go, obviously to Gary, I bloody love you! xxx

PS: What also really makes me laugh is Hubby’s silly face at the end. You can see ‘yes! brownie points!’ written all over it
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