I was at college with a guy who was a well-known .. embellisher shall we say, of stories. These included having the corpses of four German officers under his gardedn shed, borrowing a Kawaski bike from a mythical 'friend', and driving to Stafford and back in fifteen minutes - a round trip of about 35 miles ... you get the idea.
So one day, he suggests that we lunch at a local Indian restaurant in town. When I advise that i can;t pay, he advises that it's OK, "Patrick Moore is paying for it ..." Patrcik Moore the astronomer, 'Sky At Night' and all that? "Yup, that's the one. He's a family friend."
The day arrives, and we get right to the door of the restaurant before my friend 'fesses up to the most outrageous lie yet ... except he doesn't - because Patrick Moore really IS a family friend, and he was there, and he did buy us lunch!!!!!