[wraymond]

That's odd. I had a similar experience as a youth. Sometime well before meeting Celia I hasten to add.

It was in a darkened Hammersmith Palais and the band was the Joe Loss Orchestra playing a Matt Munro number. The number was: 'There could never be a portrait of my love'.

The dimmed and swirling lights were romantically flashing around the walls. After the number finished and the lights went up, this perspective thing happened. I felt mysteriously compelled to escort the young lady back to her seat and thanked her for the pleasure of her company.