I don't know whether this fits in here or not but back in early sixties I had a part time job selling ice cream and hot dogs at St James' Hall the wrestling venue in Newcastle. One night after having cashed in my takings at the office, upon leaving, I came face to face with the 24stone masked American wrestler The Zebra Kid. He told me he was just about depart when his taxi arrived and I was to make sure that the foyer was clear and that I didn't tell any of the youngsters who hung around that area for autographs and photos that he was there as "he was in a hurry and someone might get hurt".
Half an hour or so later when I arrived at Newcastle's Central Station to catch my train back to South Shields the youngsters in question were outside and very eager to tell me that The Zebra Kid was on the station without his mask! Sure enough as soon as I entered the station concourse there he was which made me rather uneasy should he have thought that I had told these kids, who were obviously hassling him, where he was headed. However before he came into my vicinity he detoured into W.H.Smith's kiosk as an attempt to shake off these kid's attention; minutes later at 9:45pm Smith's began closing, down came the steel shutters, out went the lights and the staff emerged… but no Zebra Kid?
Surely I would have seen someone his size emerge and over the next forty odd years whenever I thought of this it niggled me until a few years ago after relating the same story (in more detail) on the Wrestling Heritage web site one of the aforementioned youngsters replied telling me that The Kid had been allowed out of Smith's back entrance and onto the Inter – City platform to make his escape. Since, in my experience, the staff at Smith's were the curmudgeonliest lot and favours were not part of their remit you might understand why I was so puzzled for so long.