Not quite on topic, but I'll give it a go.
I was at a urinal once. A small guy steps up beside me; I see the top of his long curly hair, long fur-type coat. He was humming away to himself.
We both get on with it..........looking ahead, at our feet etc., as you do.
At the wash basins (yes, I do wash my hands), I look in the mirror, adjust my view slightly downward, and there was Leo Sayer.
He was playing at the uni that night. Just a regular guy.
Must have been around 1975 or thereabouts.