Okay so Mr Ramsay graced the cobbled street of Buchanan with his lobster soup-smelling leather bound feet, muttering insults and expletives under his breath as his flustered Glasgow fans gathered to watch his somewhat bedraggled face grimacing in concentration as he signed his annual attempt at cashing in on the spendthrift christmas market..what's the big deal?
No I didn't get my book signed. Grrrr.
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