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James Bond And Me – The Best Roger Moore Story Ever

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No Merchandising. Editorial Use Only. No Book Cover Usage. Mandatory Credit: Photo by Danjaq/EON/UA/Kobal/REX/Shutterstock (5886258o) Roger Moore Octopussy - 1983 Director: John Glen Danjaq/EON/UA BRITAIN Scene Still James Bond Action/Adventure

 

Roger Moore is remembered in this fabulous story by Marc Haynes:

As an seven year old in about 1983, in the days before First Class Lounges at airports, I was with my grandad in Nice Airport and saw Roger Moore sitting at the departure gate, reading a paper. I told my granddad I’d just seen James Bond and asked if we could go over so I could get his autograph. My grandad had no idea who James Bond or Roger Moore were, so we walked over and he popped me in front of Roger Moore, with the words “my grandson says you’re famous. Can you sign this?”

As charming as you’d expect, Roger asks my name and duly signs the back of my plane ticket, a fulsome note full of best wishes. I’m ecstatic, but as we head back to our seats, I glance down at the signature. It’s hard to decipher it but it definitely doesn’t say ‘James Bond’. My grandad looks at it, half figures out it says ‘Roger Moore’ – I have absolutely no idea who that is, and my hearts sinks. I tell my grandad he’s signed it wrong, that he’s put someone else’s name – so my grandad heads back to Roger Moore, holding the ticket which he’s only just signed.

I remember staying by our seats and my grandad saying “he says you’ve signed the wrong name. He says your name is James Bond.” Roger Moore’s face crinkled up with realisation and he beckoned me over. When I was by his knee, he leant over, looked from side to side, raised an eyebrow and in a hushed voice said to me, “I have to sign my name as ‘Roger Moore’ because otherwise…Blofeld might find out I was here.” He asked me not to tell anyone that I’d just seen James Bond, and he thanked me for keeping his secret. I went back to our seats, my nerves absolutely jangling with delight. My grandad asked me if he’d signed ‘James Bond.’ No, I said. I’d got it wrong. I was working with James Bond now.

 

Actors Luisa Mattioli and her husband Roger Moore don "Father Christmas" costumes at the Variety Club of Great Britain's Christmas luncheon at the Savoy Hotel in London, Dec. 9, 1969. They are collecting gifts for sick and deprived children. (AP Photo/Bob Dear) Ref #: PA.4942328 Date: 09/12/1969

Actors Luisa Mattioli and her husband Roger Moore don “Father Christmas” costumes at the Variety Club of Great Britain’s Christmas luncheon at the Savoy Hotel in London, Dec. 9, 1969. They are collecting gifts for sick and deprived children.

 

Many, many years later, I was working as a scriptwriter on a recording that involved UNICEF, and Roger Moore was doing a piece to camera as an ambassador. He was completely lovely and while the cameramen were setting up, I told him in passing the story of when I met him in Nice Airport. He was happy to hear it, and he had a chuckle and said “Well, I don’t remember but I’m glad you got to meet James Bond.” So that was lovely.

And then he did something so brilliant. After the filming, he walked past me in the corridor, heading out to his car – but as he got level, he paused, looked both ways, raised an eyebrow and in a hushed voice said, “Of course I remember our meeting in Nice. But I didn’t say anything in there, because those cameramen – any one of them could be working for Blofeld.”

I was as delighted at 30 as I had been at 7. What a man. What a tremendous man.

By Mark Haynes . He’s looking for the ticket and will share it when he finds it. Thanks, Mark!

  • What an awesome story! Thanks for sharing.

  • Barry Rivadue

    Total class. A lesson to celebs too full of themselves.

  • DDC

    What an absolute sweetheart. The world is a duller, less fun place without his modest wit.

  • MindTricked

    That legit made me smile.