A few years ago I caught the Paddington train from Exeter. Waiting on the platform (entirely separately but heading for the same 1st class carriage) was Charlie and his smiling family/friends and Katie H*pkins (alone and scowling). I can' t think of two such opposite people and wondered what the atmosphere was like in the carriage or if they acknowledged each other. He was always impeccably dressed and polite. RIP.