My first (and only) autograph

After a conversation on Sidepodcast, I remembered that I still own the one and only autograph I ever got. My friend and I were taken to see Michael Rosen, and I think he must have been doing a talk, or reading some poetry aloud or something. I know that I liked whatever it was he was doing, and afterwards, my friend hurried forward to get an autograph. I was sort of close behind her, although far too embarrassed to ask for it myself.

Still, I returned with a signed scrap of paper.

And that’s all it is! A scrap of paper. I understand the desire to get people to sign things, sort of. Obviously I do think it’s important, otherwise I wouldn’t have kept this for so long.

(And it is quite a long time, look…)

Autographs don’t do it for me though. I’d far rather have come away with a photo of the man himself, or the atmosphere, or my friend or… anything. It might help me remember more about the event itself.

4 thoughts on “My first (and only) autograph

  1. I agree. The only autograph I have is from Murray Walker when he signed his book for me, but I’d much rather have a photo to prove it. A signed book could have come from anywhere. I’ll always keep it though.

  2. Oh I very much agree. I don’t reaaaaally see the point in autographs. I have quite a few of them, because (long story!!) I spent a year getting autographs in all 24 crayons from a pack. I have some nice memories of it (people just *like* crayons, and some folks got very excited and drew me a little picture. For example Mr Coulthard just automatically drew a little pic of an F1 car, and looked very pleased with himself, which makes me smile and made me a bit fonder of him) but ultimately it taught me that autographs are incredibly pointless.

    I can see that sometimes it might be nice to have something personally signed, but when it’s just a scribble on a bit of paper with no thought to it and no interaction, I don’t get it. At the Spa pitwalk, drivers were signing things then handing them to a girl who would hand them out to the crowd. I got one of Timo’s because it was being handed to me, but I don’t have a clue where it is now. It was fun to play the “How well do you know Timo?” game with the Bio bit on the back (now everytime I hear AC/DC I imagine Timo running towards the music, because the card taught us that he likes AC/DC). But the fact that it has his scribble on it means very little as it was a totally meaningless action for him to scrawl that. Maybe if he’d written “To Lou, every time I hear AC/DC I think of you, love from Timo” I’d have been, well, mostly confused, but also I would have probably framed it and showed it to everyone I ever met. (None of whom would care, coz they wouldn’t have a clue who he is!)

    I’d much rather have a nice conversation, or just leave someone alone, than get an autograph. People chasing drivers down the paddock, to get them to sign something without even looking at it….. how is that good?? “Look! He signed it! He could have been signing a cabbage for all he knew, and he didn’t even look at me either, but he signed it!”

    ….I’m going to stop rambling now, sorry! It’s a subject I’ve thought about often.

  3. It’s interesting. There are some things that have been autographed that mean something to me. When Mr C got Franck to sign the poster and he spelt my name wrong and had to start again, and when my friend surprised me on my birthday with a postcard signed Happy Birthday by someone famous. But that is more to do with the story behind it than the article itself.

  4. I have 4 Heikki signatures on things but I really only get them because it gives me an excuse to talk to him that just taking a photo doesn’t allow. One is in the 2008 program that I think I have looked at once since 2008. Other than that I’m much happier with my photographs of all the drivers.

    I have signed Rosberg, Vettel, Algersuari and Buemi cards stuck to my desk at work but much like Lou’s tale from Spa they were handed out by security guards in Melbourne after the drivers had gone so the signatures are pretty much meaningless.

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