At lunchtime I was at Collins Place waiting for somebody to go to a meeting, when I saw a couple of people walking past me. The man looked familiar.
It was Michael Palin.
He wasn’t doing a silly walk, and he didn’t appear to be filming an expedition up Collins Street.
I didn’t gush over, or say anything. I just gave him a smile. I think he smiled back. Or maybe he was just being generally amiable to the world at large.
My life is complete. I’ve seen a Python in the flesh.