It was a long time ago, but I think he was quite a nice chap. He was sharing a venue in the Fringe with some other performers I know.
Met loads of famous folk over the years at the Fringe, both from helping out with shows and just generally being out and about.
Some that stand out:
Arthur Smith - mainly see him walking down the street in a hurry. Normally I'm pissed and manage a "Oi that's Arthur Shmithsh!" and always get's a friendly hello and a wave in return.
Rich Hall/Ottis Lee Crenshaw - Amazing musician friend (same as venue sharer with Nick Doody) is an occasional part of the Ottis Lee Crenshaw band, met Rich Hall a few times and always seems really nice and down to earth. And funny.
Frank Skinner - odious little weasel-faced arrogant prick.
Mike out of Casualty - sat at the next table to him George Square. Didn't actually meet him as I managed to resist the urge to go and ask him about this rash.
Norman Lovett - The best of the Hollys off of Red Dwaf. He did a free stand up show, don't remember much of the show (may have been drunk...) but chatted with him after and he was lovely. Apparently I made him say that "they're all dead, Dave", but I honestly don't remember. Think he might live in Edinburgh, or so someone told me once.
Ben Dover - yes, /that/ Ben Dover, me and a mate went to a comedy review show. We had a big table to ourselves at the back, and this random guy came in and asked if he could share it. Had a bit of a laugh and a chat over a couple of beers and then the show started. The compere announced the first act, pornographic legend Ben Dover, and this guy stands up and get's on stage. Fucking weird! Don't remember his set being particularly funny, there's only so many jokes about shagging loadsa birds. He came back and sat with us after his set, and at the end of the show we shook hands and went our separate ways - him presumably to his next conquest, and me to plunge my hand in the nearest bucket of bleach.
Non-Fringe stuff
Chris Hadfield - at a book signing, seemed nice enough but didn't like his book on the radio so haven't actually read the real copy.
Loads of bands and musicians at Whitby Goth Weekend (mate runs the stage production side of things, gets us tripple-A crew passes every year) although probably not that famous in most circles (a few '80s 'legends' creep up from time to time, though), and one year I was asked to give
Voltaire a a lift to Glasgow for his next show. I declined on account of being drunk. I'm starting to notice a pattern here...