Nigel
I was visiting the ACRB at YL on an away day from CU (dangerous territory for a 'pinger'). Shared my breakfast table with a jungly puke who sat opposite me reading the Daily Mirror. I was reading the back pages whilst he worked his way through the inner contents. When I finished my bacon and egg I peered across at the figure hidden by the newspaper and thought I recognised the pate. When he put the paper down it turned out to be Prince Charles. I've been dining out on the story of how PC and I had breakfast together ever since.
G.