I was once in The Spice Of Life at Cambridge Circus having a couple of swallies with my boy. Over in the corner was Irvine Welsh with a group of friends, even at a distance it was easy to discern he was off his tits. While my son was at the bar, a young South African woman sitting next to us leaned over and enquired if I "knew where she could meet charlie"? It was exhilerating to be able to tell her that while I wasn't in a position to assist her myself, if she would care to ask the bald Scottish gent in the corner he could possibly advise her on the matter. Quite made my evening.