I suppose it should be flattering when a stranger or casual acquaintance remarks on your resemblance to someone rich and famous. Unless of course that person happens to be Chris Evans. I was recently asked by a patron of one of my local boozers if I was 'looking forwards to taking over Terry Wogan's show'. Cheeky fucker.
It had been a while since I'd been compared that "jumped-up kissogram-turned-light-entertainment colossus."*
Annoyingly this recent remark catapults him up my Lookalike League Table a couple of notches. My mis-en-scene Premiership** for the 09-10 season now looks something like this:
'A ginger Jarvis Cocker' - 30 pts
Chris Evans - 25 pts
'One of the Proclaimers' - 22 pts
Wally from Where's Wally?*** - 21 pts
Josh Homme**** - 20 pts
Frankie Boyle - 19 pts
Cormac Battle (aka 'singer from Kerbdog') - 17 pts
Buddy Holly - 16
Poor old Buddy Holly's hovering over relegation there. He'll be rubbing shoulders with Patrick Wolf (srsly) next season if he's not careful.
The above picture comes courtesy of BadJournalism (tagline: 'Reading the Daily Mail so you don't have to') and is to do with this week's Brown/Janes/James/Jamie/Sun scandal, in which a partially sighted-man was given short shrift for not being able to write very well.
As well as petarding itself and sustaining a nasty scald from its black kettle, The Sun also appeared to mistakenly anchor a picture of my No. 2 lookalike (no pun intended) with the wrong caption on its webshite. But surely it was all for teh lulz?
*from Mr. Luke Haines' very funny book.
**not sponsored by Barclays. In fact, with regard to my overdraft, the reverse is true.
***aka 'Waldo' in the US. Did I really need to mention this?
****only when not wearing glasses.
P.S. 13 on 13 was fantastic last night.
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