# 24 Dopplegangers and strange first meetings
They say everyone has a doppleganger somewhere in the world – someone who is basically just like you. And given the number of people running around out there and the number of combinations of ‘looks’ there must be, it’s a surprise there’s only one. Of course, I have friends who come in identical three’s. They know who they are.
I have a doppleganger. She’s a top shelf model named Alexi which sadly means I can’t show her pictures here. My mum’s double turned up in a costume book I own modelling crinoline dresses. And on Saturday I met someone who seemed very like a friend of mine from Nottingham.
And then there are the look-a-likey’s who you can’t believe aren’t related but actually aren’t. I find it almost impossible to believe that there wasn’t some sort of macabre hospital mix-up when these chaps were born. How can they NOT be related.
|and Paul Tonkinson who I was
convinced had only vaguely
changed his name to avoid the
|and Andrew Buchan|
|Rob Brydon and Ben Miller, doing the doppleganger|