Cameras clicked. Microphones jumped against his face. Behind the cameras, journalists and photographers scrambled for position.

I don't believe it! He's famous. A footballer? And I was sitting next to him for more than eight hours. Looked just like any other bloke. What a waste of an encounter.

Behind the fray stands Jake with his nose in the newspaper waiting patiently for Gem. No Dan or Stix. Hope they've been getting along OK.

Dan told me he wasn't into 'travelling' and that he doesn't go abroad because it's always too inconvenient to leave things here. But I think he may have a fear of flying. Though I didn't realise that included a fear of 'travelling' to meet me at arrivals.

Hurricane Sam. Gaining ground. Ah, so that's what why the 'paparazzi' were rushing to talk to the guy who had been sitting next to me.

They should have interviewed me.