I’ve mentioned I’ve met Frank on here previously. My missus and I were weaving through the furniture dept in Selfridges in the Trafford centre and a couple were doing the same coming in the opposite direction. It was Frank and his wife, but I didn’t notice until we were up close. Frank stopped to let my wife through
Gobsmacked I blurted out, “it’s Frank Worthington, isn’t it”, “it is” said Frank.
At this point I was tongue tied and a blubbering wreck at meeting my hero unexpectedly so I just said “Frank can I shake your hand” “course you can” he said.
So we shook hands and he strol