No I was on my lunch break when I worked in the Trafford Centre (I was about 17) - “f*ck me - you’re Rick Wakeman! You’re massive!”
He chuckled, really gracious because a knobhead kid with a Pink Mohawk and skinny jeans knew who he was.
Shook his hand and I said my dad was a huge Yes fan, had seen them at the free trade hall or something. Anyhow - he stopped and spoke.
I have a habit of making a knob of myself when I should be cool.