I met Amanda Holden once, and for some reason she thought she knew me from somewhere. We are a similar age although I have had a lot less embalming procedures. Anyway, we were at a Manchester hotel, a few years ago, with some friends, and Amanda came waltzing over and said "Hello YOU!" because she obviously thought she couldn't remember my name, not because she had never clapped on eyes on me before. Then she asked how my girls were doing at school, asked me if I wanted to join her and her friends for some soup (never worked out if that was celebrity code for something dodgy ) and then went back to wherever she was sitting. My friends were like how do you know her???? Me: I don't. So somewhere Amanda has a kind of friend that she doesn't know very well but is polite enough to acknowledge if she sees her out and about but Amanda babes? It isn't me.