Ok. So I don’t want to sound paranoid – because that would never do – but I was walking down Oxford Street this morning and this really tall guy with fluffy hair looked at me, did a moue of recognition, half-smiled/half-laughed and kept walking. It could have been a moue of ridicule rather than recognition – obviously the first thing I did was check my hair wasn’t too bad. But it was fine. Or kind of fine, anyway. He can’t have been moue-ing at that? Surely?