It was an arresting image - to see the faces of our comedy elite with the coffin of such an iconic figure. An unintended tableau of England's great and talented comedy pioneers - who have shaped the 80s. And it was weird seeing people you know a bit - only a bit mind - with the coffin of someone who means a lot.
The day has finally arrived, where we can all openly admit that we're active Internet daters and not be embarrassed about it. I myself first started doing it when it was desperately uncool - in the days when it was just for people who wore ill-fitting jeans and national health glasses without any sense of irony. I was one of those people, but at least I had the decency to have lenses in my glasses.
Rik was ridiculously charming, funny and generous - and clearly loved by the crew around him. He was also, I was embarrassed but delighted to learn, flirtatious. After the chat and the autograph, one of the crew took our photo together: I put my arm around Rik, he put his hand on my bottom. But it wasn't, I hasten to add, the slightest bit creepy or slimey. It was funny, and brilliant. Clearly, this man wasn't making a play for me - he was just absolutely making my day. It was, in short, pretty much the most perfect meeting-of-a-hero you could wish for.