Attended the launch party of my Facebook friend Jonathan Isaby’s book, Boris v Ken, co-written by Giles Edwards. No sooner had I arrived in a very crowded upstairs room at a pub in Horseferry Road when who should walk in but…
“Britt Ekland!” I gasped excitedly to an SNP MP and a Scotland on Sunday reporter.
Britt Ekland! Star of one of my all-time favourite films, The Wicker Man, and, of course, the actress who played Mary Goodnight in The Man with the Golden Gun, opposite Roger Moore’s 007.
She looked exactly as I had last seen her in a documentary about her marriage to the late Peter Sellers: still very glamorous and gorgeous. Britt Ekland. I could hardly believe it.
“Do you want me to go and speak to her?” asked the rather too-eager nationalist.
“No, I want to,” I replied, leading the way through the crowd.
Britt Ekland! Fantastic. Once, just after being elected, I had passed Roger Moore at Heathrow’s Terminal One, and had ever since regretted not stopping to speak to him. I doubt if I’ll ever get another chance. But here, right in front of me, was a real life Bond girl, and I wasn’t going to miss this opportunity, oh no.
“Excuse me,” I ventured, straining to be heard over the noise of the crowd around me, desperately trying to create a good impression for this screen icon. “But are you Britt Ekland?”
She smiled. “No.”
Britt Ekland: never met Tom Harris