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.
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Wow! That’s impressive!
Cool. Smart way to act.
You BASTARD! Oh I am so, so, so, so, so, SO jealous.
Further more, my mate Brian was just in NYC and saw Eric Idle!
Which, as most Casey/Anthony fans of course will know, is the name of the World Idol franchise for people who live in the mysterious land of Eric.
Envy envy ENVY! You lucky, lucky bastard! Crucifixion’s too good for you!
WOw! I wish I could see one before they all wipe out! Specially Palin is my favourite, even when I’ve not been able to fnd out the way of saying his name (/peilin/ /pailin/ /pailain/???)
From the bottom of my eart and the heart of my bottom, long live this extraordinary specie: The Pythons!!!
WOw! Yes you’ve been so lucky… He’s my favourite, the most handsome, atractive and nicest of them all… I wish I could see some of them before they definitely wipe out!