I slept with Susan Boyle.
True story.
She was in the seat next to me on a flight back from LA. We spoke for a while in the lounge, and before take off. She’d just been in Vegas singing with an Osmond, about whom she was gushing with praise and adulation, and I’d been in Vegas at the same time (Selling paperclips, obviously). We discussed Vegas, flying and the longing to get home!
Charming lass. Snores a bit.
Aside from that, worked in TV for a while, so met many slebs during that time. Have also met a fair few other interesting/famous folks over the years. Had a chat with Simon Barnes at the urinals at Burghley a few years ago, for example. Oh, the exalted circles I move in!