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.
Tuesday, 16 September 2008
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So we can say you had a much better experience with Jo Lumley than you did with Madge.
Have you heard the radio advert she is doing for a solicitors at the moment? It should be really irritating - but you can't be mad as its Joanna Lumley.
Fleets: People like Joanna Lumley put Madonna in context.
I haven't heard the radio ad you mean but her voice is so mellifluous that she could do anything and I wouldn't mind. Even the silly line; "you don't have to be posh to be privileged."
Jealous. That's all.
I am utterly jealous.
(Apparently, Lady Lumley can sometimes be spotted at the big Tesco at Vauxhall, doing her shopping).
Pea Green with ENVY here!!!
i only ever saw on episode of abfab but even i got chills when you said she called you sweetie dahling.
so jealous-as i'm halfway through the ep. when Patsy moves to NY. mind if i just rub on your sweater a sec?
OMG (If I knew anything at all about HTML that would have been font size 72) she's my hero. I'm so Jealous.
I want to be just like her character in Ab Fab when I grow up. Rich, well dressed, Permanantly inhebriated on good French Champagne, and NO CLUE where my office is.
Seriously she is a wonderful actress. I'm so jealous. Bottle me up some of her perfume and I'll send you a bottle of Clifton Beach sand (cigarette butt already in place) for your collection.
Guys - thanks for all the comments that you're jealous! It's good to know we're all so similar...
And Martin, I also want to end up in a job where I am vaguely pissed on French champagne all day and work in an office where they deliver Oliver in boxes.
Ja: I am going to take off my sweater and then we can rub it together. You bring the baby oil.
Stevie Nix: I LOVE the idea of pushing her trolley around in Vauxhall. That sounds like a euphemism for something...
OMFG. I'll join the jealous group.
Reminds me of when I saw Brandon Routh last friday at a restaurant in Beverly Hills...no one would take my picture with him. Damn the people who went to lunch with me!!! >:O
Glad you got a photo for posterity! :D
Congats!!!!
Can I just say Oliver is preferably delievered in a big box, rather than boxes. The product doesn't survive for very long after dismemberment. This is for your own enjoyment, as stated in the user manual.
That's all.
Oliver: hahahahahahahaha that was SUCH a Fredian slip. At first I didn't understand what you meant but then I re-read what I wrote. I meant to type "deliver vodka in boxes" not "Oliver in boxes"... mwahahahahah. I was thinking about you and Vodka and you can see wot won it.
AND Brent... I don't think we've ever met before! Nice to meet you x x
"She's TREMENDOUS!!!"
you lucky, lucky boy...
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