I’ve seen a number of minor celebrities during my time of commuting. In fact all were so minor that I can’t remember any except Martin Bell, complete with white suit, in Euston tube station.
But tonight, on my penultimate night in London I saw a proper celebrity.
Arriving at Victoria Station I was greeted by two fire engines and some kind of emergency control centre vehicle so it was pretty clear I wasn’t getting the tube anytime soon.
My friendly Big Issue seller confirmed that Victoria was completely shut so I had a quick chat and said good bye to him as tomorrow is my last day in London.
Being in a hurry to get home jumped into a cab… As we wound our way through a hot and sweaty London I saw my last celebrity… rock guitar supremo Brian May.
At last a proper bona fide international superstar and rock overlord.