The first time that I stayed in the Savoy Hotel was with my brother’s gorgeous wife.
Their daughter was about a year old. Niece-y is now 17. Wh-aaaa-t?
Anyhoo. Sis and I went a-wandering down the Strand and found ourselves in a side street with John Inman and another walking towards us.
I said…Hello, Mr Inman.
He (Mr Inman) was so polite and sweet. Sigh :o)
P.S. IN MAN…Plain Sight? ? ?