We were at the Theatre Royal in Plymouth to see Quadrophenia. Phil Daniels starred in the film version in 1979, and had made a special trip down to Plymouth to be at the press night for the new stage show.

We spotted him on the fringes of the far-West Country media glitterati, only two of whom we recognised, in the half-time drinks and nibbles area. As Mrs H pondered the little dishes of wholesome snacks, Phil Daniels issued his warning that the roasted broad beans weren't all that. He was right, too.

I seized the opportunity to shake his hand and engage in a brief conversation that embraced music and scooters, as if he hadn't had enough of those over the years.
He excused himself for a pee and we made our star-struck way back to our seats for the second half.
Then, as the cast took their well-earned standing ovation, Pete Townshend himself came on to take a bow.
Bloody Nora! Talk about a night of the stars...
Quadrophenia, by the way, is absolutely brilliant.
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