I'm enjoying the comments on Sunday's post about sightings of famous people. Regarding Lucille's Michael Palin claim, as I've mentioned here before, I not only saw him in a restaurant in London but spoke to him. This was an uncharacteristic act of boldness on my part and I still don't know what came over me as I'm the world's worst at pushing myself forward, but I spotted him across the room, wrote a quick note of appreciation which I asked the waitress to deliver, he gave me a wave in reply, and then I stopped for a quick word on my way out - he was, as you would expect, just lovely.
I once stood a few feet from the Queen at the Badminton Horse Trials, waited behind Dave Allen in a baker's shop in Henley, had dinner at the table next to Sean Connery's, on one occasion, Richard Attenborough's on another, and the Princess Royal's, at a ball. Tom Stoppard sat in front of me at an Edinburgh Festival performance of one of his plays, and I saw Richard Briers at a bus stop near my house when he was appearing here too, but as to meeting the great and the good, it's writers I've notched up most, interviewing them in person or by phone, being introduced at publishing events and book launches.
It's said that you should never meet your heroes for disappointment surely follows. I've not yet been in a position to put that to the test (though there are one or two people I'd be willing to take the chance with); how about you?
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