I’ve got an appointment to check out my much-visited Beverly Hills Hotel next week so in that vein here’s this week’s Fact or Fiction.
Meanwhile, the answer to last week’s Fact or Fiction.
I met Robbie Williams at our local Starbucks.
Clearly everyone is starting to get the hang of this game and is starting to get the picture that we’re being exposed to some crazy scenarios. Yesterday my daughter and I were on our way home from a doctors appointment and we witnessed a very “possessed” pap clearly with his eye on his prize. It’s everywhere here you just have to know what you’re looking for and be out and about to see it. (Actually I think it was the same pap who told me I looked like “someone” the other week at my favourite restaurant.)
I digress … again …
66.67% of you thought that I had met Robbie (my wildcard) at our local Starbucks and 33.33% of you thought it was made up.
Well… only 33% of you were right. Sadly I didn’t meet Robbie at our local Starbucks. I don’t think he lives in LA anymore. Bugger because he only lived up he road and apparently was often spotted at my local Starbucks so there was a chance I could’ve very easily bumped into him.
In fact, what spurred this Fact or Fiction on was a very vivid dream I had where I was coerced (by Robbie himself) into ‘fessing up that he was my wildcard celebrity shag. I woke up in a cold sweat.
Enough dreaming, happy weekend & happy voting!
xx It Started In LA xx