It was mentioned on Off The Ball the other week that Josh Meekings and Annabel Goldie are the doubles of one another.  A quick Google search reveals this to be scarily accurate!  

There must be a few others out there.

Edited May 22, 201610 yr by Renegade

Aaron doran and frodo from the lord of the rings/hobbit

Kenny Cameron and Harpo Marx?

Edited November 27, 201510 yr by Charles Bannerman

Damn! My lack of tecky savvy means that I can't post a pic of Kenny, but we all know want he looks like anyway!

Edited November 27, 201510 yr by Charles Bannerman

1 hour ago, Tommychisholm said:

Aaron doran and frodo from the lord of the rings/hobbit

Josh Meekings and Cameron Fryre from Ferris Bueller's day off. 

Edited November 27, 201510 yr by ICTRoughi

I always thought Steve Paterson looked quite like former SSP MSP Colin Fox.

Edited November 28, 201510 yr by Renegade

 

Graeme Shinnie

Aaron from Geordie Shore

Nathan Phillips (From Snakes on a Plane)

John Rankin

22 hours ago, IMMORTAL HOWDEN ENDER said:

I've given that one a "like"!

Actor Channing Tatum and Josh Meekings?

5 hours ago, Yngwie said:

Actor Channing Tatum and Josh Meekings?

Afraid I'm going to sound like Scarlet here. When we first signed Meekings I immediately thought he looked like Jim Carter who played the cuckolded dad of Marlow in The Singing Detective (especially how downcast and miserable he always looked that first season) but that was 1986.

i tried to find a photo of him from the series but all I can see is photos from Downton Abbey in which he's an old man.....

 

Edited November 30, 201510 yr by TheMantis

On 11/30/2015, 7:56:31, TheMantis said:

Afraid I'm going to sound like Scarlet here. When we first signed Meekings I immediately thought he looked like Jim Carter who played the cuckolded dad of Marlow in The Singing Detective (especially how downcast and miserable he always looked that first season) but that was 1986.

i tried to find a photo of him from the series but all I can see is photos from Downton Abbey in which he's an old man.....

 

 

Edited December 2, 201510 yr by ilpadrino

On 27 November 2015 at 19:50:43, Renegade said:

It was mentioned on Off The Ball the other week that Josh Meekings and Annabel Goldie are the doubles of one another.  A quick Google search reveals this to scarily accurate!  

There must be a few others out there.

It is really quite scary. Mind you, Goldie has scored a lot more own goals in her career than Josh. 

Imagine that! If it wasn't for old dearie Mantis' influence, old Scarlet wouldn't even be on here . So he's the one to blame for everything.....

And now he is making open-ended statements about the guy.  Pshaw!

You are awful,  Mantis, ........ but I like you.......

Daniel Bruhl and Iain vigurs

22 hours ago, Scarlet Pimple said:

Imagine that! If it wasn't for old dearie Mantis' influence, old Scarlet wouldn't even be on here . So he's the one to blame for everything.....

And now he is making open-ended statements about the guy.  Pshaw!

You are awful,  Mantis, ........ but I like you.......

No offence meant, OLD chum. Simply a reference to the fact that I'm reaching that age, just like yourself, where I mention people nobody's heard of .......

None ever taken .  Best thing that ever happened to old Scarlet baby. Got me out of my shell and' all!

You may talk o’ gin and beer   

When you’re quartered safe out ’ere,   

An’ you’re sent to penny-fights an’ Aldershot it;

But when it comes to slaughter   

You will do your work on water,

An’ you’ll lick the bloomin’ boots of ’im that’s got it.   

Now in Injia’s sunny clime,   

Where I used to spend my time   

A-servin’ of ’Er Majesty the Queen,   

Of all them blackfaced crew   

The finest man I knew

Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din,   

      He was ‘Din! Din! Din!

   ‘You limpin’ lump o’ brick-dust, Gunga Din!

      ‘Hi! Slippy hitherao

      ‘Water, get it! Panee lao,

   ‘You squidgy-nosed old idol, Gunga Din.’

 

The uniform ’e wore

Was nothin’ much before,

An’ rather less than ’arf o’ that be’ind,

For a piece o’ twisty rag   

An’ a goatskin water-bag

Was all the field-equipment ’e could find.

When the sweatin’ troop-train lay

In a sidin’ through the day,

Where the ’eat would make your bloomin’ eyebrows crawl,

We shouted ‘Harry By!’

Till our throats were bricky-dry,

Then we wopped ’im ’cause ’e couldn’t serve us all.

      It was ‘Din! Din! Din!

   ‘You ’eathen, where the mischief ’ave you been?   

      ‘You put some juldee in it

      ‘Or I’ll marrow you this minute

   ‘If you don’t fill up my helmet, Gunga Din!’

 

’E would dot an’ carry one

Till the longest day was done;

An’ ’e didn’t seem to know the use o’ fear.

If we charged or broke or cut,

You could bet your bloomin’ nut,

’E’d be waitin’ fifty paces right flank rear.   

With ’is mussick on ’is back,

’E would skip with our attack,

An’ watch us till the bugles made 'Retire,’   

An’ for all ’is dirty ’ide

’E was white, clear white, inside

When ’e went to tend the wounded under fire!   

      It was ‘Din! Din! Din!’

   With the bullets kickin’ dust-spots on the green.   

      When the cartridges ran out,

      You could hear the front-ranks shout,   

   ‘Hi! ammunition-mules an' Gunga Din!’

 

I shan’t forgit the night

When I dropped be’ind the fight

With a bullet where my belt-plate should ’a’ been.   

I was chokin’ mad with thirst,

An’ the man that spied me first

Was our good old grinnin’, gruntin’ Gunga Din.   

’E lifted up my ’ead,

An’ he plugged me where I bled,

An’ ’e guv me ’arf-a-pint o’ water green.

It was crawlin’ and it stunk,

But of all the drinks I’ve drunk,

I’m gratefullest to one from Gunga Din.

      It was 'Din! Din! Din!

   ‘’Ere’s a beggar with a bullet through ’is spleen;   

   ‘’E's chawin’ up the ground,

      ‘An’ ’e’s kickin’ all around:

   ‘For Gawd’s sake git the water, Gunga Din!’

 

’E carried me away

To where a dooli lay,

An’ a bullet come an’ drilled the beggar clean.   

’E put me safe inside,

An’ just before ’e died,

'I ’ope you liked your drink,’ sez Gunga Din.   

So I’ll meet ’im later on

At the place where ’e is gone—

Where it’s always double drill and no canteen.   

’E’ll be squattin’ on the coals

Givin’ drink to poor damned souls,

An’ I’ll get a swig in hell from Gunga Din!   

      Yes, Din! Din! Din!

   You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din!   

   Though I’ve belted you and flayed you,   

      By the livin’ Gawd that made you,

   You’re a better man than I am, Gunga Din!

Miles StoreyAnd the North Korean supreme Commander Kim......Sorry Miles just the hair!