Rolf Harris has been found guilty of a series of sexual assaults. I suspect more people are shocked by this than were by the revelations about Jimmy Savile. We all viewed Rolf as an endearing national treasure. We now know otherwise. I became involved briefly in Rolf Harris’ trial when I was seen on the television news in a clip that was shown to support the contention of the prosecution that Rolf was lying when he said he hadn’t been in Cambridge, where one of the assaults was alleged to have happened, in 1975. The clip showed that he was there (albeit in 1978), participating in the ITV programme ‘Star Games’ on Jesus Green. I was in his team it seems. Until I saw that clip, I had no memory of having been in Cambridge when I did that show either. Nor indeed did I remember that Rolf was in it with me.

Had you asked me, I would have said I had never met him.

I know I did the programme in the 70’s, but can remember very little about it other than that I swam, ran and played football poorly.

It was one day in a performer’s life four decades ago. It struck me at the time that it was unreasonable to expect anyone to have that detailed a memory in a life where such an event is one of many similar events. Even as a serial abuser, it would seem that the location was similarly unmemorable to Rolf, if not to the recipients of his unwanted attention for whom it was permanently etched into their memories.

People often ask me where I filmed such and such a programme and rarely am I able to tell them.

We get picked up, taken somewhere and go home. A one-day recording is instantly forgotten. I also get asked by fans whether I remember them from the time they met me in Doncaster and I often have to respond that I don’t even remember having been in Doncaster.

I was actually asked to give evidence by Rolf’s law team and came to court but in the event Sue Cook (who had also been in Cambridge that day and completely forgotten) had given evidence earlier in the day and that was deemed to have been sufficient to establish that Rolf was not lying.

Maybe he wasn’t – about that. Just everything else.