Robbie Coltrane
Fuck.
So, my Robbie Coltrane story. This is from long before Harry Potter, back when he was playing bit parts on alternative TV comedies.
A friend and I rocked up to the bar at the George Inn on Borough High Street with a plan to sit outside with a pint (or 5) on a pleasant evening. The man in front of us at the bar was massive - just a man-mountain. He offered to buy us a drink in a very slurred Scottish accent; we looked at each other and then politely declined. Later we discussed how weâd both had the same thought: we did not want to be beholden for a drink to a sad, lonely, drunk, Scotsman.
He took his drink and left, barely squeezing through the door on his way outside. We got our drinks, found a table outside and, after sitting down, realized what idiots we were. The man - obviously Coltrane - wasnât on his own. He was at a table with what was - at the time - the âitâ crowd of British comedy. The Monty Python of their era. In addition to Coltrane, there was Rik Mayall (RIP), Ade Edmondson, Jennifer Saunders, Dawn French and Lenny Henry (now appearing in the Rings series on Amazon).
Had we not been such pussies, we couldâve been rubbing shoulders with some amazing people. Instead, we sat by ourselves and tried not to imagine that they were sitting over there calling us cunts and laughing at our expense.
Be that as it may, I believe âDo not accept drinks from sad drunk Scottish dudesâ remains a sound policy, wholly defensible.
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