“Excuse me…” I asked, knocking on the glass partition of the first class train carriage. “Are you Jimmy Osmond?” I was on a train back from London late last night when I spotted the youngest of the Osmonds. I’d like to say that I walked over to him confidently, introduced myself and began chatting easily […]
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