Charles Aznavour and I

Charles Aznavour and I Once in Southgate, I bumped into him I apologised, so did he, and we continued on our way. Further down the street, I said to myself you touched a famous man, thought of running after him telling I knew who he was, but since he knew this already, he would think I was deluded. I later saw a picture of him on the door of a restaurant Where he had a “gig”; one is modern. The ticket price was high, and I didn`t care too much of his singing, his public was for the cognoscenti who had once been in Paris. Me, I like Edith Piaf we lived in similar streets.