Saw him a few years back. I was leaving a small railway station called Church Stretton, Shropshire, only one to get off the train, there he was, in the car park, waiting for someone or other, smoking a cigar sat in his Land Rover. Class personified. Turned out he was well known in that area, frequented the local etablishments, no pretensions whatsoever, completely down-to-earth. Even took Di Caprio and Spielberg to his local.
