I met Tony Blair on Valentine’s Day in 1997 without realising it. Long story short, when I was in primary school I was a member of the Islington Music Centre. I was part of a group invited to a ceremony at which a time-capsule was to be buried under the central stalls at Sadler’s Wells theatre during its renovation. My friend and I, then 9 I think, were standing around at this ceremony with little understanding of what was actually going on (we were very much in our own world at the time) and a gentleman who bore a striking resemblance to Tony Blair came up to us and started chatting with us. We didn’t think anything of it. Fast forward five minutes and a reporter from BBC Radio 5 Live approached us with a microphone and asked us what we thought about meeting the prime minister. We didn’t quite understand what they meant and asked them to clarify. ‘The gentleman you were speaking to a moment ago was Tony Blair’, they said. Our response – ‘Wasn’t he just a lookalike? We thought he was a lookalike’. ‘No, that was Tony Blair’.