Regular Twitter friends will know that, on Friday, I went in to London to watch the Young Vic’s ‘Hamlet’, featuring Michael Sheen in the title role.
A full and detailed review is in the works, and will be published soon.
However.
Imagine my surprise as, settling down, five minutes before the performance, the stranger seated next to me leaned over, offered me his hand and said ‘It’s Brennig, isn’t it?’
And the world visibly shrank around me, as that list of ‘Random People You Know But Are Never Going To Meet At A Performance Of Hamlet At The Young Vic’ had a line drawn through a name.
Intriguing. And you’ll give us no more?
Actually, I had something similar happen to me a few years ago in the gent’s toilets at Jongleurs in Camden.
No more, except to say that Sophie, who was with me (we bought tickets for this performance in March last year), was amazed at my fame. Or maybe she wasn’t.
And meeting someone in the toilet of Jongleurs in Camden? It wasn’t George Michael, was it?
Was it you though?
Apparently so! Sorry there wasn’t time to hook up with you; by the time I’d collected Twitter friend from hospital, delivered him to St Pancras and and had a bite to eat, the clock had done it’s ticking thing too well.
It takes a brave person to break cover as well, although I am somewhat of people mistaking me for brad pitt….
Or, in my case, always being mistaken for George Clooney.
You can’t leave us dangling!! Who was it?!