I’d waited years to meet Sir Paul McCartney in person and now I’d blown it.

I thought that I had time before my appointment with the ex-Beatle to pop down to the harbour and check for a consignment of chewing gum on the incoming ferry. I did.

However, I should not have boarded the boat just at the point that it was setting sail again. Now I was trapped on board heading for Ireland with no hope of getting back to land in time to meet my hero.

Sir Paul McCartney elsewhere on Dreamaticus: