In reply to mike123: Good for him (for it can only be the one person) not enough like him around nowadays unfortunately
A favourite of mine was..
Alpine Sports in Kensington High St in the mid 80`s.
The shop opened at 10am and my 'friend' and a couple of others were in early at 9-30. A loud knocking at the door and theres 2 big guys, smartly dressed flashing warrant cards. Friend opens the door and the two bodyguards tell him that a certain royal princess (Again no names mentioned but now deceased, and not good on directions in the Paris peripherique)wanted to do some shopping for an upcoming ski trip before the public or press could get in.
The Princess comes in and buys various bits and pieces and is very pleasant. She then says to him that she wants a toque (a posh name for a beanie apparently)
My friend looks at her curiously and asks her just what did she want to talk about ?
She storms out, two bodyguards trying not to wet themselves pay and an awful realization dawns upon my friend..