The tricks and techniques that showbiz journalists use to get their scoops are well documented. Celebrities are routinely subject to surveillance, stings and stake-outs – but hacks really don’t like it when the boot is on the other foot.
A few years back, shortly after Dan Wootton joined the Sun’s Bizarre section, someone decided to play a little prank on him. They sent a rather burly gentleman to drive round to Wootton’s house and pitch up in a parking space outside, where he stayed all weekend. He was joined at various points by a rotating group of friends who all came to hang out with him in the car and pass the time.
After twitching his curtains all weekend, by Sunday night Wootton had finally had enough. He snapped, stormed out of his house, banged on this bloke’s car window – threatening him with the police and citing harassment.
The guy wound down his window and, knowing full well how much the words would annoy him, delivered the line:
“Sorry, mate. I don’t know who you are.”