I bought Howard Winstone a pint at Paddington, waiting for a train back to Wales. Really nice bloke.

Bumped into James Dean Bradfield in Brixton.

SFA at Dublin Airport and again in DC.

Jim Rosenthal at Heathrow or Gatwick.

Strangest thought was watching watching a rugby match in a bar in Sydney, chatting to some English fans and the conversation turned to why Welsh fans hate England Rugby so much.
I mentioned something along the lines that the class differences amongst the participants and said something along the lines of “That Phil de Glanville, for example is a horrible posh, ****”

It turns out I was talking to Phil de Glanville’s Auntie and Uncle.
After much embarrassment from myself and protestations from them…we realized the ludicrous chances of this happening in a bar on the other side of the world and his uncle bought me a beer.
They were really nice about it.