The lovely Sales Assistant caught on the fact I was twittering excitably in the background as she tried to nail the sale. She then proceeded to stride off and ask if Sirro minded having a photo with our son! I tried to subtly point out we had no camera with us but she cleverly commented there was always my camera phone…
So it was a done deal. The lovely gentle giant former footballing legend came on over and cuddled my wide eyed little man. Perhaps he was happily obliging because maybe not many people stopped and asked him for photos these days. Or perhaps he was just a genuinely nice guy. I’d like to assume the latter!
So does that mean I am going to turn into one of those mums? The type who demands my son sidle up to stars so I can snap shots to be lovingly adorned on the pool room wall? My mother-in-law has many such photo’s that my husband admits he sometimes gratefully, sometimes grudgingly agreed to be in – and one, coincidentally with Sirro as it turns out. Other times he himself instigated the camera action. But he looks back now consents in hindsight that he is glad of the chance to have those memories in print..
Harrison has a lot of catching up to do if he wants to rival the star studded sporting gallery that his Daddy lays claim too. There are happy snaps with Mark Taylor, Muz Fenech, Fatty Vautin, Michael Campbell, Steve Bucknor… And oh the list goes on! But at least, I suppose, Harrison has started his “celebrity” collection and if he is anything like his sport loving Daddy he too will no doubt amass an array of pics as the years go on…
