My brush with fame

So, I was just sitting at home, watching Man U play in the champions league and surfing the internet when there was a knock on the door.

I almost couldn't be bothered getting up to answer the door but I did, as I got there I saw someone putting something through the letterbox and then I could see their outline walking away.

I opened the door and they turned back towards me and who did I see...

..."Not Bono?" you say - and you'd be right, it wasn't Bono but actually this guy...I can hear you saying "Who's he?" - it's Bertie Ahern - "So, who's he?" - he's the Prime Minister of Ireland. Not as cool as Bono but not bad for a Tuesday night.

I said hello. Actually, before that I said "Oh my god, it's the prime minister", we had a brief chat and then he went off to knock on someone else's door and I went back to watch the soccer.