I've been kissed by an MBE, and my daughter (OK she was only about 8 months old) by an hereditary peer of the realm! The MBE was the incredibly nice Martin Carthy, I lent him a table for a show and it still has the stain from Ma Watersons' wine glass, same table was used by Roy Bailey at a later concert at the same festival; and the Peer of the Realm was the MP formerly known as Sir Anthony Wedgewood Benn. One of natures' gentlemen is Tony, drinks lukewarm tea on stage, very undemanding,just wish I could say the same about June Tabor. She turned up half an hour late for her sound check, insisted that the newly tuned Steinway baby grand provided for her was out of tune (it wasn't - her pianist is crap) and made over 60 people wait outside in the pouring rain, in late October, whilst she got picky about the sound check. Nothing would please her and when a disabled lady asked if they could maybe just come inside, she got shirty and said that the lady was welcome if she wanted to listen to crap. I think it not a surprise that when the concert started 45 mins late, although a sell out, there were still empty seats, and after the break, even fewer came back... She is renowned for being fussy, but being rude to a paying customer is something that no-one can afford to do, and people voted with their feet. She was never booked again.

Oh, and I've slept in the same bed as Les Barker.....

I once worked in a pub where Trevor McDonald kept us waiting for half an hour over our time one night, nursing a plate of beef sandwiches and Georgie Fame popped in for a drink one Sunday lunchtime.

And I upstaged (don't I always?) Jim Davidson at his pantomime Sinderella - yes that is the correct spelling - it was definately not a children's pantomime... I shan't say how, but it is linked with my nickname......

Liz the Squeak