Was spending some time catching up with a friend and we headed to Richmond. Ended up in a subterranean Mexican restaurant. So far, so normal.
Then, half way through our main course in walks 'national institution' Sir Trevor. On his own he quietly takes a table, orders and eats his meal - looked like burger accompanied with a glass of red wine, for those who need to know these things. At the end of his meal he politely poses for a couple of photos with other diners and heads off.
All slightly strange to be honest - and he's shorter than you imagine.
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Please tell me you were one of those "other diners".
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