ignoring. Bill Oddie is ignoring me, not ingoring me. That would be disgusting.

Squidy, Bill Oddie's ignoring me too. It happens, you deal with the pain.

*Whistles*

It's quiet on this thread, isn't it?

Shame no-one's around... yes, sorry- just this Steps CD please.

excuse me...



*ahem* excuse me...




Mr Oddie...?




Excuse.. Oh forget it.

(and that's how it happened).

Maybe he was just out and about watching birds.

My dad went to London about 2 years ago and as he was going into HMV he held the door open for the guy behind him, and yes, it was Bill Oddie, he must go there a lot.

Let's all put on Goodies t-shirts and hang about there waiting for Bill to turn up, and when he does we'll sing Funky Gibbon at him! He'll love that!

We could be the new Hari Khrisnas. The Goody Khrisnas...

My friend Agnew claims that a friend of his was at Heathrow once, coming back from a holiday, and saw Bill Oddie and family waiting by the luggage retrieval watsit. Immediately, he thought he must go up and say something to his childhood hero. However, just as he was getting nearer and about to get his chance, a heavy item of luggage fell on Mr Oddie's foot, and the former Goodie was heard to loudly exclaim:

"JESUS CHRIST OH FUCKING HELL!!!"

So that was a chance missed, he thought it was not the right time to introduce himself, somehow. What a shame.

It's not your friend's misfortune at not getting to talk to Oddie, nor necessarily Oddie's misfortune itself that's making me laugh, Jake, but I am currently in the process of laughing my arse off.

This is fascinating. Perhaps through a strange series of increasingly unlikely coincidences, Bill Oddie has avoided ever meeting anyone, ever, in his whole life, ever. Or he could be afflicted with a unique syndrome or disease. He must feel very lonely I think. It must be hell at parties.

He crossed a zebra crossing outside Waterstones in Hampstead in front of me once.

As I tried to match the pace of my footsteps behind him, he seemed to dance away like a will o' the wisp, a fleeting shadow upon the breeze.

He is clearly the modern equivalent of The Wandering Jew.

He is crap. Too po-faced and taking himself too seriously. Funky Gibbon has stuck in my head for bloody ages since they played it on UK Play, and it's driving me round the bleeding pipe. Goodies are tradition, shame about him.

He may be the first man in history to try and get himself taken seriously by squatting in bushes, twitching...

Fuel it baby! The people in the know in a charming little music outlet in Hampstead once told me that he was in there far too often being far too rude. 'Don't you know who I am?' etc. So he does speak to people - just not very nicely. The rest of his family were quite civil though...

Oddie did a tour of Australia a few years ago doing talks (with slides etc) about birds. A friend went to see it and she came into the venue the back way only to come across Oddie swearing his head off at the techs because his slides weren't working properly or something.

From the sounds of things he has major aggresion issues. I think we should offer to counsel him.