Today at Virgin Megastore on Oxford St (next to Tottenham Court Rd tube) at 6pm. Tell them you love the way the show is completely improvised.
Then let me know what they say.
UPDATE: Damn, I forgot Mangan occasionally reads this blog. Abort! Abort!
Mangan is also the biggest improvisor/always credits the writers. So yes, we heart Steve. Even if he does occasionally TRY TO KILL MY READERS (see comments thread below). A shiny english pound to anyone who turns up to the signing with a tyremark on their forehead and points tearfully to Mangan sobbing 'Officer, that's the one! Arrest him forthwith!'.
Just now, coming back from the farmer's market (smoked salmon offcuts £1 a bag, which means I can have smoked salmon and scrambled goose egg on local bread for... not very much money, I can't work it out), when I wished I had some chocolate. I put my hand in my jacket pocket to find... a small bit of chocolate wrapped in gold foil. So either:
a) I went out for a meal Saturday night with some colleagues and forgot there was some chocolate with coffee at the end, which I must have put in my pocket, the chocolate not the coffee, or:
b) my magic powers have finally appeared, at the not-insignificant age of 33.
Hmm.
31 comments:
It's the magic powers. Got to be worth a treatment.
i thought he wrote this blog (oh i'm a cheeky one aren't i) especially as he does actually credit the writers. He's a genius
Where's your raven?
I was almost run down by the aforementioned Mangan on his bicycle last Monday as I made my way to my new job in Soho Square (not in the actual square obviously, one of the buildings...).
KILLER MANGAN MOWS DOWN 'BLOG' COMMENTER!!!
Hee. He was wearing a very fetching hi-tech helmet that will have left him with great hat hair too.
we all heart steve.
indeed, there is much gushing on all green wing forums.
bubble perms are a great hit with the ladies, apparently.
Mr Henry please get Steve to do his own blog.
Hi James
Do you intend writing for Mangan again.
I had a teacher who looked like Penny Crayon.
Maybe someone's trying to poison you, and they know the way to your stomach is through chocolate of unidentified origin, so they wrapped it up in some innocuous foil and popped it in your pocket, patiently biding their time.
Mmm.
Bugger, where is my raven? I only put it down a moment ago...
I just got back from the signing. Stephen Mangan was in fact very charming and friendly and told me his nephew has the same name as me (though I'm female, so that was a bit confusing, but still). My friend asked the crutches-bound Oli Chris about the claimed baby-kicking incident; he told us he was saving it from the fire. So there you go.
I went too James. Will you ever speak to me again? But also got Vic to sign and so will be collecting your sig too at some point in the future. Writers rule!
The signing was great fun! Stephen was charming the pants off everyone. I did something terrible and walked straight past Oli Chris after having a pic with JRT. So if Mr Chris happens by this blog as well; you are wonderful as well, I am so sorry, and I blame your blonde friend.
I went too and Stephen was charm personified. Luv him to bits. If he ever drops by this blog - you made my day.
I looked all over my map of The Big City but could not find this Oxford Street of which you speak.
Whereabouts in Norwich is it then?
I'm worried some people are still waiting in Truro...
Ooooh, can you arrange a writers signing event just for us fans?
Never meet writers. We're stinky and weird.
So are us fans.
Sadly didn't get to do my J'ACCUSE scene with Mr Mangan as by the time boring meeting finished Virgin was awash with GW fans who might have done me even more serious harm than a recklessly ridden bike if I'd tried to come between them and Steve. However, if it happens again I shall have him handcuffed and dragged before the beak forthwith.
can i just say not all writers are stinky - some are very glamerous and smell delicious.
I went to the signing and Steve was letting random women stroke his hair (the random woman mostly consisting of my friend)
I told Robert Harley that I'd loved him since he was in Fast Forward in 1986 and I'd met him a few years ago too and he looked scared. :-)
I would've asked, but I got moved from the shop by security because of an event involving paper airplanes.
I've told my mum to expect an Asbo in the post.
Thanks for sticking up for me, bearded lady.
anonymous - (or can I call you L?)
I wasn't scared, I always look like that. Although it's just possible that the vague memories of what I may have done in Fast Forward were making me cringe in a slightly scared-lookng way. Or Paris London even. Anyway, I was really glad you were there - it made a nice change from people whispering "isn't he that bloke that was in last week's episode?".
salome -
The paper aeroplanes were great.
You know what would be good? A signing in every country in the UK.
Scotland is so oft-ignored by big starry signings; Glasgow is actually a very nice place... if you ignore the drunkards, NEDs (basically chavs, but less likely to say 'please' while mugging you. They're far scarier.) and occasional 'chibs' (you DON'T want to know).
And also the traffic's nicer up here. And we all speak like Michelle Gomez.
My God, Fast Forward, I remember that!
That is all.
I feel I should own up to being the Mangan-hair-stroker mentioned above and apologise for my frightening behaviour. I'm actually a very balanced person. Or something.
Oh, and Mr Harley, I very much liked your jacket.
Yeah get Steve Mangan to do his own blog - he's so funny. Whose idea was the swan scene?
Hope you enjoyed your chocolate as much as i just enjoyed reading your blogs :) i will be a regular visitor to your page. cheers.
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