Met him twice. First time when I was racing bikes at Brands Hatch, He’d watched me do a couple of laps then when I pulled in to the pits he said I wasn’t pushing it enough, “rev it higher” he said, this was in the days when you rode to the circuit, raced the week-end, then rode it home and used it for work the next week. I pointed out to him that if I blew it up it’d be a bloody long push home.
Second time I met him, I stopped at a service area on the M6, I had an F89 and pulled along side this beige coloured F10, saw the Minter Transport on the door and a Motorbike emblem, and thought it couldn’t be, but it was. We got chatting, I told him about the incident at Brands, of course he didn’t remember it, but we had a meal and a great chat for an hour.
It certainly, as others have said, a privilege to meet him.