The Day I Met Robbie Williams

The Day I Met Robbie Williams.  Ok well met might be stretching it a bit far but it was certainly a fan moment I never expected. He was standing less than a foot in front of me which had the effect of turning me into a quivering wreck. It was like I was a 15-year-old Take That fan rather than a 51-year-old woman who hasn’t a clue what goes on in the modern day media and music worlds! Let me tell you all about it and see if you think I was right to handle it the way I did.

Picture the scene, you’re sitting on a plane waiting for it to take off all relaxed and happy because you’re heading off to California for a couple of weeks. A man and woman start walking down the aisle and you glance up because the woman starts chatting to the lady behind you. The man has stopped and is standing right in front of you. He’s wearing a hat and you think he looks like someone, and your heart starts to race a bit, although you’re not quite sure. But then he says a couple of words to the lady behind us and from the accent, there’s no mistaking who it is. OMG, it’s only Robbie Williams standing right there in front of me!

collage of Robbie Williams photos
photo credits Sandra Wilson, Janine Francesca Marcantonio & Kim Mills

My heart palpitations then go off the scale and I come over a bit shaky. I notice that a couple of other middle-aged ladies were looking up at him all wide-eyed with a hint of a smile on their faces. As he takes his seat, all those ladies are remarking to their uninterested husbands.

Now I should point out that I do not embrace the celebrity culture at all. I don’t watch ‘popular’ tv, read gossip magazines, follow chart music or have any interest in the media. I generally have no idea who’s who and I often have to Google names if colleagues are talking about someone famous. But Robbie Williams came onto my radar many years ago and has been a bit of a guilty pleasure of mine ever since. In fact, I will go as far as saying that he has been on my death bed bucket list, you know the one person you’d like to meet before you die (please tell me I’m not the only person who’s imagined that scenario!).

So, with my husband totally uninterested too, I text my bestie. I never text, I don’t often swear but this deserves some emphasis.

text conversation screenshot about Robbie Williams

She fires back a load of questions and tells me to try and get a photo. And that is where my conscience takes over. I feel that when celebs are on the red carpet, at a concert or promoting their work then they are fair game for photos and interaction with their fans, but when they are ‘off duty’ everyone should respect their right to a private life, fans and paparazzi included.


I’m still in an excitable state just longing for a quick photo practising in my head what I might say if I happened to bump into him. “I’m sorry to invade your privacy Mr Williams but could I possibly have a photo taken with you please?” Yep, really I did, I will admit to totally being a fan girl. I didn’t want to take up his time and chat with him like a long lost friend. I just wanted a photo. Something that I could treasure to remember this moment by.

My husband brings me back to earth “don’t be that person that you hate!”

So I opt to do the decent thing, but not before asking the air steward what he’s like, just in case he’s one of those celebs who are never off duty. Unfortunately for me, he says that Mr Williams is a very private person. I wholeheartedly respect that. My heart rate goes back to normal and I console myself by listening to the entire back catalogue of Robbie Williams and Take That dreaming of what ifs.

It certainly reignited my crush on the pop star from the ultimate boy band. I even had a go at watching X-Factor one night just because he was on it. Nothing compared to seeing him up close and personal. I am thankful to have had the opportunity to see him but do I wish I could have met him properly?  Hell yes, I will never get that opportunity again. “The Day I Saw Robbie Williams” doesn’t have quite the same ring to it does it, but in a way, I’m glad I was the decent person…….. well sort of.

So close but yet so far!

What would you have done? Do you think I was right not to invade his privacy? Have you ever met your pop idol or is there someone famous who you’d love to meet?

You might like to read about my Celebrity Tea Party wishlist (which does feature Robbie Williams quite by coincidence haha!) or check the musicians that I have actually met in my Music Features & Interviews section.

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20 thoughts on “The Day I Met Robbie Williams

  1. Oh wow, what a great story, I would have done the same as you. Obviously, I would regret not getting the photo but respecting someones privacy is good, especially when he probably gets hounded by fans every day.
    Maybe one day he will read your post and send you a signed autograph with a little message on the back lol #Blogtober18

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  2. “It was like I was a 15-year-old Take That fan rather than a 51-year-old woman who hasn’t a clue what goes on in the modern day media and music worlds!” – This made me chuckle so much! Couldn’t help but think of my mother (70 year old who keeps up with the news but still doesn’t really have a clue or buy into the current trends either) but she used to really like Robbie Williams, even to the point of over 15 years ago naming our sadly no-longer-with-us dog “Robbie”! I agree though, it’s different asking for photos and such when celebs are in the spotlight for an event and when they’re ‘off duty’. Nonetheless, love your celeb-spotting moment – that’s one for the memory bank!!
    Caz xx

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  3. Brilliant! I think I might have passed him a note or something. I never know what to say when meeting authors etc at book signings, nevermind in that situation.

    I remember years ago a friend and I were at one of Robbie’s concerts. One of the support acts were on stage and we just had to get out of the crowd as it was so hot. We were stood by these gates near some stalls when they opened and a group of people came out and walked over to this woman a few feet away. At the front of this group was Robbie Williams! My friend and I were awestruck and just stood there. He gave the woman his guitar and a hug and then went backstage again! Of course, we had to go and chat with her (she’d won it in a competition).

    I can say I touched his hand at a gig once as he came past us at the barrier! Lol

    I’ve also met Gary Barlow at a book signing and Mark Owen at a CD signing.

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  4. It’s such a quandry! Half of me thinks that you did the noble and right thing. The other half thinks, well I’ll never get this chance again and all of these celebs know that people sneakily take photos of them, it goes with the territory. Such a dilemma! At least your conscience is clear though.

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  5. I love this!
    I had a very similar experience with Robert Smith about 5 years ago. We went to see The Cure at the O2 but got up there early as there was an exhibition that we wanted to see. Well, the O2 was pretty quiet, although a few fans were gathering by the restauarants. We walked further round to the exhibition, and coming towards us were Robert and Mary, strolling along, chatting, holding hands. I froze on the spot! Omg! I love Robert Smith and he’s here, no-one else was around…my husbands saying, ‘go get his autograph, ask for his picture’, I wanted to, god you don’t know how much, but something about the way they were, lovingly walking along, holding hands, enjoying their time, I just couldn’t do that. Do I regret it? Yep, every single day!

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