I was six when I saw my first Bond movie, The Spy Who Loved Me, at the cinema. I emerged afterwards a big car enthusiast, thanks to the Lotus Esprit, and an absolute 007 fan, thanks to Roger Moore. I met him a few times in later life, and he was always charming, funny and down-to-earth. I’ll never forget the evening when I cheekily asked him to say “My name is Bond… James Bond” – which he duly did. Thank you, sir.