Chance encounter with Peter O’Toole
Sep 5, 2018 · 1 min read

I met Peter O’Toole once when I was a teenager at Gatwick airport. He was reading the paper in an impeccable cream Saville Row suit, white shirt & black tie, with a perfectly matched cashmere topcoat & hat on the seat next to him. I was so awestruck by him, without thinking I shouted “Hey O’Toole!”. He slowly lowered his paper, looked at me & with a brow furrowed said “What” (hard emphasis on the H sound).

