mate you must've had a double dipped strawberry in the quad or something, your paranoia knows no bounds.
I [Poor language removed] you not, I was in some shop trying on jeans about a year ago, I was listening to the lad who owned the place going on to his mate about this 5 a side footie league he used to play in and about this bad dirty team that they used to have kicks off with.
It was the team I was captain of and when I came out of the changies he didn't recognise me so I said "some games them, weren't they mate" and he was stunned. What's the chances of that? He even said to me that when he was telling that tale he was thinking of me scrapping with his mate.
The world's too small man. But yeah, those boss little strawberries probably didn't help like. Or the mitzys.