Roll With It

Following my report of tenuous pub marketing a post or two ago, I thought I’d follow suit with a tenuous Manchester story of my own. It concerns a certain Mr Gallagher again, not in the locale of his native Burnage this time but in the altogether more southern environment of his new stomping ground in London, namely one of pubs around Primrose Hill. Not papped falling out of a club or punching a photographer this time, as was once the norm of his media coverage, rather an unwitting victim of the new Google Street View. That’s right, ‘Our Liam’ was one of the many thousands to be caught on camera by the closest thing we’ve seen to a real Big Brother. He was sitting outside his local at the time, enjoying a pint, when the little camera car went past. How or why someone discovered this is nearly as troubling as the fact it happened in the first place but I won’t dwell on that – here he is, captured for all to see, blurry face supplied by Google. We got a four year old to do the Photoshopping again, as you can see:

Close up:
His ‘people’, incidentally, have confirmed it is him. Quite likely, apparently, that he would be sitting outside the pub in the middle of the day drinking pints. The lucky git.