Even though I share the spotlight with Virgo in this tale, I have zero recollection of it but it absolutely did happen because - for decades - my father constantly told me the story whenever Virgo would pop up on our tellies (I wrote the plural for 'television' because I want to highlight how many years, and television sets, this story has surpassed).
Okay, here goes..
When I was a young child, we spent either a summer or an autumn half-term on a holiday camp. I suppose it was more likely Pontin's but it could have been Butlin's. Whichever one it was, and my money would be on Pontin's, John Virgo was there doing an exhibition of some kind.
My dad took me to see Virgo wherever his 'performance' was being held. While he was doing this, I apparently vomited all over the area where we were sat.
I don't know if Virgo saw it. All I know is the story goes 'you threw up in front of John Virgo'. Or words to that effect.
Every single time he would appear on-screen, I'd be reminded. Whether it be when he would be on Big Break - the gameshow he assisted Jim Davidson on - or in his other roles covering snooker as a pundit or commentator.
I do remember being ill on that holiday, but the sole recollection I have doesn't have me sat inside a snooker hall. Instead, I was at the table in the chalet studying chocolates that were shaped like old-fashioned racing cars.
I was sorry to hear of John Virgo's passing when the news broke earlier today. The reports state that he died in his Spanish home. He was seventy-nine years old.
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