We're not really supposed to do it but I saw her on the TV.
If everyone did it, when someone notable appeared in the building, which happens on an hourly basis, it would become a little unseemly but I thought fuck it.
I grabbed my phone and ran downstairs and waited at the studio door. She came out and was talking to the floor manager.
After they'd finished I said "excuse me, I know you're probably in a terrible rush, but would you mind - I have been the such a fan since I can remember..."
She looks at me, smiles and in that utterly amazing voice of hers says; "of course - it's no problem at all. Sweetie dahling."
And the floor manager takes the phone and she moves in close and in that moment I cannot believe that I am there with Patsy Stone who is holding my arm.
It was never on my list but I can tick it off anyway.
When I am old, pissing myself and on my deathbed I will be able to say, Joanna Lumley took my arm and called me "sweetie dahling."
What a legend and what good perfume she was wearing. I am never going to wash that top again.
It's the first time in ages that a woman has put a smile on my face and a spring in my step. Although she won't remember it, I will for the rest of my life.