A good day for celebrity doppelgangers in Yeovil today.
First: a shifty - possibly confused
- looking Terry Pratchett was spotted skulking outside the estate agents, complete with wide-brimmed hat and everything!
Even a sort of multi-tiered waxed Burberry coat-thingy. How wackily tres Pratchett!
Having once stood next to the real-deal once in a book-shop in Salisbury ("Hello, I'm Terry Pratchett," he said to the lady behind the counter while she was right in the middle of serving me. Huh? Wait your turn, shorty
!) I can confirm that this lookalike was also similarly height-challenged. It was quite uncanny, really.
And, in the coffee-shop - ye Gods! - surely that's Keith Richards circa 1971!!!
"Exile on Main Steet" n all that...
And not just Keef, but with him: a slightly-gone-to-seed ex-60's model/Anita Pallenberg type wife in tow, plus three kids - all boys! - and all with miniature replica Jeff Beck haircuts!
"So, yurrh, I'm, ahr, getting a new-ww band togevver, in't I, maaan."