Well its been a funny old day really. Got into London for 6:30 this morning, met up with a colleague in Park Royal then went over to Soho where we were stripping out all our equipment from an NCP car park. Got chatting with this young scruffy(ish) geezer that had just parked his £90k Mercedes GL Class all pimped up like a gangstas ride, he was covered in tattoos around his neck etc. I thought he was perhaps a drug dealer at first but apparently it turns out he was Professor Green. What a top bloke he was too, proper down to earth & happy to stand around chatting shit with us for 10 minutes or so. Makes me feel real old that i didnt even have a fucking clue who he was at first. Dont get wrong, im not totally ancient, i have heard of the guy but didnt have a clue what he looked like.
