I once :
Passed Chris Kamara carrying some flat-packed furniture over the road bridge in Whitby, looking slightly sweaty and exasperated, closely pursued by who I presumed to be Mrs Kamara on her phone.
Sat opposite an annoyed-looking Joe/Paul/Stephen/Mark McGann (not sure which) holding an oversized cardboard box on the Tube.
Observed former BBC Chief Political Correspondent John Sergeant having a Thai meal, two tables along from me in a sparsely populated restaurant with whom we presumed to be “paid company”.
Passed Grand Designs’ Kevin McCloud. Exchanged nods.
Sat opposite Roy Evans from Eastenders, reading a script, on a train to London. Despite my best attempts to extract spoilers, Roy would not yield any information whatsoever.