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I spent an afternoon in 1989 serving several rounds of lager in my dad's pub to Marty Pellow and Wet Wet Wet. Marty Pellow was very chatty/flirty but got totally pished very fast and was not nearly as twinkly as I'd hoped he'd be.

Didn't stop me calling all my mates and telling them how gorgeous he was though.

I also remember having George Melly come in for his lunch. He was really nice but he stank.

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