... here he is making an appearance in Louis Theroux's documentary on Max Clifford, PR guru extraordinaire/massive twat. Interestingly, he comes across... rather well, actually. This might be because even Bin Laden's remains may seem like charm personified next to Clifford, but I think it could be because he is actually a pretty nice chap really, if also a shrewd one. Which begs the question: why on earth does he need Max Clifford? Answers on a postcard, please.
On a side-note, I'm on a bit of a Louis-kick at the moment. I need something else to watch now that Glee (Glee! Dearest Glee! How will I live without you?!) is on a break.
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