This used to be my finest claim to fame. Not so much now, since he turned out to be a bit of a nonce. I'm going to tell the story anyway. But be aware that while it's mostly a positive story about a nice celebrity being fun and entertaining, he turned out to be a pretty awful person. Sometimes, awful people can be very nice an awful lot of the time. ## May Ball I was a techie, in Ents, the student organisation that put on events - discos, bands, etc. The May Ball was the biggest event of the year. It was organised by the university (Aston, in Birmingham, UK), not the Student's Guild, but the Guild was still heavily involved, providing some of the venues, and a lot of the crew. From starting the setup to finishing the takedown, it meant working for around 26 hours, so it became a bit of a rite of passage, and a point of pride for most techies to work the May Ball. So I did. I generally had way more fun being behind the scenes at events than watching or taking part, and this was the big one. So I wasn't really very interested in seeing any of the bands or other acts. Rolf Harris was playing in the Guild's main hall. He was due to start shortly after I was going on a break, so I'd be doing some of the setup and prep, then getting out of there for a rest. Somewhat annoyingly, even though I was due to go on a break, people kept telling me what the plans were for going on and off stage, who needed to be where and when, etc. So by time I was supposed to be leaving, I was the only one who knew all the planned moves, so I couldn't go. A bit irritated at this, I stood in the big open doorway/arch through to the stage, leaning against the wall. I was just looking down at my feet, tired. Someone joined me, standing against the other half of the doorway, feet almost touching mine. But I noticed something odd. There were three feet. Two is far more common in my experience. So I looked slowly up. It was Rolf, as Jake the Peg. As our eyes met, he started quietly singing the Jake the Peg song, doing the dance, swapping his feet around. Even that close, I lost track of which legs were real.