famous people i have seen recently:
Stephen Daldry, as I was standing outside the little London Academy of Radio, Film and TV building next to the American church on Tottenham court rd, he walked out into the sun with a couple of other arty movie type men. He was wearing white cotton capri trousers. Manly looking ones.
Hugh Laurie. I won't link him, you either know him or you don't. I had just run 5k in hampstead heath with a thousand other women for Cancer Research UK, and was walking up Hampstead high st with my friend. And there he was, walking along, just an ordinary family man, with a large dog and a selection of children of various sizes. He was looking surprisingly healthy and handsome. And tall, although that could just be because me and my friend are short, and we were walking up the hill, whilst he was walking down it. And his eyes were so blue, as he looked all cool and aloof, right over our heads.
Brian Harvey, remember him? East 17? - I haven't linked him, because I couldn't find any decent serviceable links. I saw him in a little town in Norfolk of all places, a place called Wisbech. I happened to be working in a certain pharmacy there for a week, and was having a little evening stroll to check the place out. As with most small towns there was nothing to see, once all the shops close, the streets are almost deserted. I was walking through the empty town square, and this shiny silver car rolls up and stops in front of me. I don't know much about cars, but there are normal cars, and then there are cars that go, hey, look at me you minion. And this was one of them, so it was only natural for me to notice it anyway, and the window comes down, and there's Brian, with like this mini bleached mohawk hairstyle a la David Beckham, peering out the window like he was looking for a certain road. I looked at him, he looked at me. I said hello, and he... well he smiled, a smile of the lips but not of the eyes. Then I walked on. And even though I still struggle to remember his name, I think about that moment every now and again, it was rather nice. He was rather nice, but it seems to be my fate to find all unavailable men attractive, and be repulsed by those wantonly throwing themselves at me. Although admittedly there are not many of those either, tragically.
Stephen Daldry, as I was standing outside the little London Academy of Radio, Film and TV building next to the American church on Tottenham court rd, he walked out into the sun with a couple of other arty movie type men. He was wearing white cotton capri trousers. Manly looking ones.
Hugh Laurie. I won't link him, you either know him or you don't. I had just run 5k in hampstead heath with a thousand other women for Cancer Research UK, and was walking up Hampstead high st with my friend. And there he was, walking along, just an ordinary family man, with a large dog and a selection of children of various sizes. He was looking surprisingly healthy and handsome. And tall, although that could just be because me and my friend are short, and we were walking up the hill, whilst he was walking down it. And his eyes were so blue, as he looked all cool and aloof, right over our heads.
Brian Harvey, remember him? East 17? - I haven't linked him, because I couldn't find any decent serviceable links. I saw him in a little town in Norfolk of all places, a place called Wisbech. I happened to be working in a certain pharmacy there for a week, and was having a little evening stroll to check the place out. As with most small towns there was nothing to see, once all the shops close, the streets are almost deserted. I was walking through the empty town square, and this shiny silver car rolls up and stops in front of me. I don't know much about cars, but there are normal cars, and then there are cars that go, hey, look at me you minion. And this was one of them, so it was only natural for me to notice it anyway, and the window comes down, and there's Brian, with like this mini bleached mohawk hairstyle a la David Beckham, peering out the window like he was looking for a certain road. I looked at him, he looked at me. I said hello, and he... well he smiled, a smile of the lips but not of the eyes. Then I walked on. And even though I still struggle to remember his name, I think about that moment every now and again, it was rather nice. He was rather nice, but it seems to be my fate to find all unavailable men attractive, and be repulsed by those wantonly throwing themselves at me. Although admittedly there are not many of those either, tragically.
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