I had the ultimate encounter a few years ago in newark airport, making my way to sit down at our gate a guy a few seats away said "nice shirt mate" (I had the old round badge in the middle colin bell shirt on) it was only feckin johnny marr. To say I was made up was an understatement, anyway we chatted for a good hour about all things city(and music of course) one of the soundest guys I've ever met. Even when I said I'll get off and leave him in peace he said "no don't be daft it's a pleasure mate and plus I'm bored out my skull here" turned out he'd been playing with some american band cant remember the bloody name now though. Asked if I could have a photo as my mates would never believe my story of meeting a Manchester music legend otherwise(which he seemed quite humble about) and he duly obliged. Anyway here's the proof.