Got mega excited today when I was walking through town and saw what can only be described as 'Chris Moyles dressed as a builder'; mainly because it was Chris Moyles dressed as a builder.
I quickly put two and two together and figured out that this was obviously some kind of Village People tribute and that any minute now YMCA would start blaring out.
Sensing an opportunity to be involved in something GREAT, I made my way across the road to offer my services as a backing dancer/singer.
I was pretty confident I could remember all the moves, although I did start to doubt myself when I realised I have only ever danced to the YMCA when completely smashed at a wedding/naff disco.
But as I looked around and discovered that no one else was dressed as a cowboy, Indian, or indeed a kinky policeman, I came to the conclusion that this was just an ordinary, run-of-the-mill builder and not Chris Moyles after all. Gutted.
However, I did end up getting a very reasonable quote for a conservatory. I don't actually have room for one but having crossed the road to chase after this poor man, I needed to salvage the situation somehow.
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