I'm heading back to Liverpool Street to catch the train home -just another worker ant focused on the clock, when :
'Can I ask you a question'
Oh god I think, I take a look at the questioner, no clipboard that's a good sign, scabs on the face and swaying a bit -not so good. Still I've got 5 minutes to spare, it might be quicker to play along with him.
'Go on then -if you're quick'
'Do you remember Dudley wossname -was in that film with that bird'
Ok, that came from nowhere, however I'm of the vintage that Bo Derek made a big impression on (well the male half anyway -and if the number of cornrow hairdos that were about on blondes at the time was any guide- the females weren't entirely immune).
'Uh, yes Dudley Moore'
'Who was it who was his partner, you know in the act, do you know?'
'Peter Cook' I reply.
'Brilliant mate -I had this bet with my mate that he was wrong and you've won me 20 quid'
'Who did he think it was then?'
'Peter O'Toole, wanker. I told him he was Dracula.'
Made me smile. And it's an excuse to put up a picture of Bo.