A chance encounter

This weeks prompt on Sunday Scribblings is 'chance encounter'
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I don’t know whether to talk about my chance encounter or not. You see, the thing is, I’ve talked about on at least two previous occasions here on my blog. But then again, it was a pretty good chance encounter as chance encounters go. Although, I’ve just looked back, and my previous posts didn’t attract many comments at the time.


Perhaps no one saw it. Certainly, none of our present gang of scribblers left any blogitudes. Could be of course, that my chance encounter didn’t impress anyone. Maybe my readers shrugged their shoulders and thought ‘so what’. But like I said, just maybe no one saw it. Anyway, I’m still proud of it, so I see no reason why I shouldn’t milk it for all it’s worth.

It happened when I was in Buckingham Palace. I know what you are thinking – he met the Queen! Well, actually, yes – I did see the Queen, but that wasn’t a chance encounter because it was planned. And in any case, my encounter took place in the gentlemen’s toilet, and I was hardly likely to bump into the Queen in there, was I! Hey, I know what you are thinking, particularly if you are British – you think I met George Michael in there! Wrong!


Gentlemen’s toilets are strange places. They have a sort of hushed reverence about them. They are like porcelain temples. Places were for a couple of minutes a man can stand and contemplate. Fellow visitors offer no more than a nod of the head to acknowledge the others presence. They just stand in a row staring at a ceramic tile a few inches away from their noses, being careful not to glance downward to the right or left for fear of giving the wrong signal.


Anyway, here’s a clue. I came out and I said to my wife (I was married then) ‘Baby I’m Amazed’. Well, I was! Actually it would be more of a clue had I come out and said ’Maybe I’m Amazed’, but I didn’t. That wouldn’t have made sense.


I can’t put it off any longer. Are you ready for this? I shook ...things... with Paul McCartney! I didn’t shake his thing of course but you know what I mean! He was standing right next to me and we finished at exactly the same time! We really did! How about that! Impressive eh?


I like to think that when Sir Paul (he was knighted that day) is leaning on the bar having a beer with his mates, he talks about his chance encounter with that guy from Keith’s Ramblings, in the gentlemen’s toilet, in Buckingham Palace.

To read the story behind this encounter click HERE

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