The sudden and mysterious appearance of Wrexham’s Hollywood sign got us all talking. Most of us suspected, and hoped,
Ryan Reynolds was giving us a touch of Tinseltown after buying our football club.
He denied it, but the town is still buzzing with his name and Wrexham’s season ticket sales have soared from 2,000 to 5,000.
I’d love to invite Ryan over for a cuppa and a good old chat. As a very famous and handsome actor, he’s probably used to VIP treatment wherever he goes. And I can’t promise him that.
He’ll get a mug of PG Tips and I’ll tell him to forget all that fancy Americano coffee stuff, because if he wants to settle in here he needs to start drinking tea.
There’ll be no chocolate digestives because I got sick of them over the summer when they all melted together.
Same happened with my Maltesers, so I had to eat eight at a time and nearly choked. Anyway, he’ll be offered a Blue Riband or a KitKat.
Ryan won’t be given too much to eat because it might stop him talking and I have a lot to ask.
I’d sit him down and say, “How did you make your fortune, babes?” If his agent interrupted and said I couldn’t ask this or that, I’ll tell him I’m of the age where I’ll just ask whatever I want.
And as someone who has lived all my 74 years in Wrexham, I can teach Ryan about its true heart. I’ll explain that here we all like to talk to whoever we see, whether we know them or not. I chat to anyone in the street, even if they’re eating a sausage roll.
He needs to know there is so much kindness here. I wouldn’t move even if I won the lottery because I couldn’t replace my fantastic friends and neighbours.
I’d give him priceless insider tips, like how the best full breakfast can be found just outside Wrexham in Gwersyllt. And if he wants beautiful scenery, he needs to head up to Horseshoe Pass, a mountain walk that has a lovely café at the top with views and cake to die for.
For a little bit of nostalgia, I’ll explain how I wore a mini dress and heels on one of my early dates with my late husband Colin when he took me to watch Wrexham.
I’ll share the story of how Col changed our wedding date so it didn’t clash with a match. And I’ll tell Ryan how happy Col would have been to see him bring such a buzz to his club.
