Wait a sec... the last Friday the 23rd was in June.
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Do you realise that if Ian McEwan does live there, his most recent book, Saturday, which is superb and probably one of the best books written in the last couple of years, is set in the square. And if his house is like your house, then it's unbelievably posh.
Read it and you will understand.
Saturday really is fantastic. Let's hope the rest of it isn't autobiographical, though.
To remedy your third point, Mark - you just need to hang around that square long enough, don't you?
I have a tambourine, Gareth probably has a triangle and im sure Phil has a guitar... do we not count as famous(ish)...
Kev: I sing. Loud.
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Related, somewhat:
A couple of months back when my missus was still working in the Lake District at the Wordsworth Museum I went to visit.
On arriving one of her friends came sprinting over to me with a wild grin on his face and told me to shake his hand, at which point he yelled "YOU JUST TOUCHED SIR IAN MCKELLEN BY PROXY!" and promptly buggered off.
Apparently Sir Ian is a patron of the museum and was visiting at the time, but it took me several hours to discover this and for a period I thought it had all been a frightening tiredness-induced hallucination.