Get Down Shep
Many years ago I had the pleasure of sitting beside John Noakes on a British Midland flight down to PMI. I had grown up with Blue Peter and just couldn't believe my luck that the seat between us was empty (Y class B737 we were way down the back!).
He was an absolute gentleman and we chatted all the way to Palma about Blue Peter, Shep the Collie and the adverstising and voice over work that John was doing. He was on his way to spend the summer in Majorca and proudly told me all about his yacht and villa. The flight seemed to be over much too quickly and I found myself wishing we had been on a long haul route.
We waited together in the baggage reclaim hall and continued to chat whilst waiting for our luggage. As we left the Airport he said he felt that he'd only left London 10minutes ago. As I jumped into my cab I thought about how much I'd enjoyed chatting with him and realised that I hadn't even been aware of the landing in PMI!
Now where did I put that squeezy washing up liquid bottle and scissors?