I clocked Mr C at Inverness railway station this lunchtime.
It only struck me afterwards, but I really hope he realised that the attention I was paying him was me sussing out if it was defo him and nothing at all to do with his disability/mobility issues (I'm not sure what you say these days?).
I'm guessing he'd just travelled into the big city from his Helmsdale base.
I was worried in case he thought my staring was down to his issues, rather than me being the type that stares at celebs.