Spanish Billy Connolly

This was our taxi driver today when we went to Bauhaus to look for a replacement table for the falling-apart one on our roof terrace. I asked him if he'd heard of Billy Connolly and he laughed and said I wasn't the first to comment on the likeness.  He was super friendly and we ended up talking about the fact that it's 25 years since the Olympic Games here (see my  blip of Thursday) and we spent a happy 15 mins reminiscing about 1992.  At the end, after paying up, I asked him if I could take a photo.  I forgot to ask him his name, but I'll remember him as Guilllermo, which is Spanish for Billy.