Crap claim to fame

Following the B3ta thread about crap claims to fame (http://b3ta.com/questions/claimstofame/), here's mine:

I once appeared on the cover of the Streatham Guardian in the background of an advert for a local Chinese restaurant. Dave, my flatmate, worked for one of the Streatham paper's sister titles and had persuaded me to join him for some free nosh at the aforementioned place. He had been told he just had to take a photo and write up a few words about the restaurant in exchange for them taking an ad in the paper. Unfortunately the owners of the restaurant (Tony and Tang) didn't seem to understand that the bargain included free meals for us, so ten minutes later we found ourselves hungry and wandering the mean streats of Streetham [sic] looking for a chippy. To compound the hurt, a week later, a copy of the Streatham Guardian pops through our letterbox, with the resturant's ad, complete with Dave's photo, occupying the bottom left hand corner of the front page. Bah!