Nope, better than that IMO.... Mark Owen. His yappy creature was yapping around my ankles and said dog I am looking after. He was merrily singing little songs to himself and then trying to get his dawg to calm down. I jovially said that 'you're dawg ain't playing game'; he sighed and said it never did. Then we moved on to discussing his dog's 'coat' which, to be fair, was nice as dog coats go. He rather embarrassedly said it came from H.A.Rodds.
Of all the fucking days. I looked like a dog. I've bumped into him a fair few times as well, but never looking like shit. Must. Do. Better.