Amitabh and me

Apparently I am the spitting image of Amitabh Bachchan.

Running home from St.Pauls this morning, I ran through an area called Whitechapel – mostly a Bengali / Asian area. There seemed to be a lot more people around that normal, some of them dressed very flashily. I just assumed it was a wedding party and carried on running through them.

It was only when I heard someone angrily shout CUT! That I noticed the camera crew for the first time. I had just run through a indian film set making a film in the area. I stopped to apologise, but the directors anger wasn't directed at me, but his security team – they explained that they thought I was Amitabh bahi making a cameo.

Luckily I was the only one that laughed, it was only when running away that I realised that not only had he mistaken me for mega Indian star with half my looks, but one that is in his early 70's.

I better run more often.