Was that...?

So today I was stood on the train waiting to get off at platform 4 when I noticed a very nice pair of dark brown suede boots. After admiring them for a while my eyes slowly made their way up a beautifully trimmed suit, dark navy in colour with a cheeky little scarf to finish off at the top. I was impressed. This guy clearly has a bob or two in his pocket.

Then I noticed the lugagge which I swear was Tom Ford and I looked at this guy's face; it was Jimmy bloody Carr!

Surely not though I thought, not on a scabby Nottingham train? And on his own? Nah, it couldn't have been him. I had to keep a sneaky peek to double check until he copped me looking and he gave me that look... that 'yes it's me but please don't bother me' kind of look.

I never said a word.

Apparently Jimmy has a gig in Nottingham tonight so it was more than likely him who I saw on the train today. I kinda admire his 'no frills' means of travel. And what I admire even more so is that just last month I bumped into 'fashion guru' Gok Wan in Manchester, protected by security guards. Carr defo sported the better attire!