Bear eith me. Bit of a setup for this story. Ok, so I'm coming home from shopping in Wood Green and I'm playing Pokemon Go on the bus, and I'm not far from home when I see some low level Mystic Gems. Being Instinct I decide to take them. This circuit takes me by New Barnet train station were there are a couple of Pokestops. Anyway, just by chance I look over on the platform and there is a small guy in a white shirt taking a Metro from a rack. I think to myself "Swear down that's Mark Webber". The guy sits down and I get a good look at his face and, fuck me, it WAS him. I swear on my father's grave I would know that man anywhere. He's lost a lot of weight and he wasn't wearing glasses, and he's actually done something about his hair, but that was was Mark alright. I only wish I'd been a few moment earlier and I would have met him on the bridge. Kind of kicking myself for that. If it was him, wonder what he was doing in Barnet?