The only person I met and really did get tongue tied with was David
Bowie. I sat opposite him at dinner once in the early 80s. Confronted
with my childhood hero face to face, I became totally awestruck and
lost for words for the whole evening. I was constantly looking around
the restaurant with a panicked look on my face trying in vain to spot
someone that could come rescue me and put me out of my misery. I'm sure
he left thinking "some of those Duran guys really are very odd."