George Clooney was here!

I saw him leaning against the wall, dressed in a lightweight beige linen suit, watching everyone. Nobody else seemed to have noticed him. This was an opportunity too good to miss.

I raced over with a pen and paper and requested an autograph. He asked which one I wanted. This was a puzzling question, but soon made sense when George explained that he used a variety of writing styles. I quite liked the looped signature, but greed got the better of me and I asked for a sample of every single style in George’s written repertoire.

Happily he obliged and soon set to work filling every page of my notebook.