Once said a very cheery, & #39;Hello! How are you?& #39; to Tom Cruise with 2 mugs of tea in my hands, as if I just hadn& #39;t seen him for a bit. He replied, & #39;Great, thanks! How are you?& #39; with that absurd smile and carried on walking down the corridor. c1998 https://twitter.com/MavenofHonor/status/1260626632395685889">https://twitter.com/MavenofHo...

Working in a fairly famous London antiques centre and at so very many art fairs over 20 years, you meet quite a lot of famouses. Mainly, they are excellent and normal, and mundane. Some are horrorshows, but that& #39;s probably another thread.

Lucian Freud used to love our late Border Terrier Bridie and would spend at least 10 minutes fussing and talking to her in the street. If I attempted to speak to him (even acknowledge he was there), he would walk away. But he did genuinely love our dog.

Once sold Leslie Phillips an 18C teapot as a wedding present. He asked me to gift wrap it for him, beautifully darling, pinched my bum and when I *looked* at him, burst out laughing to the point where we were both in hysterics for about 3 minutes.