I was in the office one day when my boss rang.
Do you know that chap you met this morning is ObL’s brother in law? he asked.
I wiped the coffee off my laptop and admitted that I didn’t. Then I thought it was a wind up. Almost. But not quite.
The very British man involved had a half sister who married one of ObL’s brothers in America . The brother later died (ironically) in a plane crash.
So it is more or less true. I’m not sure whether her being a half sister renders it false but I did do some research, read up on the family and it is a matter of public record. The brother in law is a very amiable and bright man. I hired him and worked with him for a year or so.
It’s a small world.
All downhill from here 
It’s great to see you Andrew
I hope all is well
I missed you
As always Sheldon
Just easing my way back in Sheldon. Thanks as always.
I hope you are ok
We need your photogenic eye
How will I see the moths and the birds without you
Take care my friend
Sending you lite
As always Sheldon
Hey Andrew what’s up
Sheldon
Struggling, Sheldon, struggling. Thanks for asking
That shook me up a little bit!
🙂
Well, I stood next to Tom Baker at the luggage carousel at Heathrow. He was gorgeous!
Dr. Who?
From the The Oval (a cricket ground)…
My sister has the autograph of a policeman who had spoken to a woman who lived next door to *Geoff Arnold’s Auntie.
*The Surrey and England pace bowler
The Horse’s Auntie? Now there’s celebrity for you!
The Auntie of none other.
Points for remembering G G Arnold’s nickname, too. We 70s cricket trivia bods must stick together !
Meeting Yvonne Goolagong seems more of a story since you actually knew who you were meeting. Of course, even if you had known about OBL’s half brother in law the significance would not have been as meaningful.
Bravo, Andrew! Good story. Now we can say we know the man who had coffee with the man… you know the rest. 😉
Indeed Marylin. I’m sure everyone has some odd connections but this one just happened to come to mind yesterday. I don’t know why. I met Yvonne Goolagong once. At Uluru. That’s another story.
Great story. A small world.
No, I’d say you have bragging rights on that one for sure. The ironic part really gets me though.
Indeed. He prided himself on his flying prowess, too.
Oh my.
Yes, but what did you have for breakfast. Priorities!
Sunny side up with hash browns Rod.
Interesting!
It is a small world. I find this phenomenon happening to me more as I age and meet more folks. Kinda makes you never want to speak ill of someone! They could be a relative of someone.
A very sensible philosophy 😄
I knew – I just knew – you couldn’t tell a lie!