No really, I saw him on a zebra crossing, near the BBC in Bristol (where they make all the wildlife programmes). I was possibly a little over-effusive when I said hello, and as it was lunchtime, he was probably keen to get to his lunch. Whatever the case, he said something I couldn't make out and walked swiftly on. Fair enough I suppose. At least it gave me the chance to do a silly drawing.
(My American readers will have no idea who he is. Don't let it worry you.)
(Oh and you may not know what a zebra crossing is, either...)
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