Don’t know about you, but this is part of the whole DeRAnged series that I have been particularly looking forward to. Much like in RL. Yeah, I know, I know, you (and I) love hearing all about “yer man”, how great he is, how well he acts, his wit, his art, his bum, how irresistible a package he provides. But he’s a bit of a one-way-street. Yeah, as in “once you turn in, there’s no going back” :-D. But also as in one-way communication. As a born communicator (see right, early 1970s), I need the exchange, the return, the interaction. Which is why the fandom, and my fellow fans, are so important to me, why I need them, and why I never shrink back from meeting them in person. In that respect this summer has been more than plentiful for RA’s well-wishers. Because not only did we get all the wit, art and bum package, but we got to meet and discover the person behind the internet handle and the avatar. Nowhere was the opportunity so great as on the day of “Richard Armitage in Conversation“. It was clear that many, many (mainly European based) fans would make their way to it, and so I was thrilled when I heard that people were going to gather before the event in the Pret-a-Manger on The Cut, and I organised my own meets and greets around that.
My day started with an early morning flight to London. No more luxury British Airways, back to Ryanairs cattle class :-(. My flight duly delayed, I was sweating even before my first scheduled fan meet was imminent. Finally touched down, I made my way as quickly as possible to Trafalgar Square where my shrine fairy friend Helen was waiting for me at Lord Nelson’s feet. I was quite chuffed with myself when I exited Charing Cross tube station at *exactly* the stairways I had planned (I am sooooo familiar with London 😀 ), stepped onto the Square and immediately laid eyes on Helen who simultaneously recognised me although we had never met before. It was just great – we started babbling away, no need for introductions really, and after a couple of smokes in the sunshine we sauntered off towards The Strand Gallery to peruse Sarah Dunn’s “Wide Eyed” photography exhibition. The artist herself was there when we entered the exhibition, but engaged with a client/buyer, so we looked at the displayed art, only to discover that RA was sadly missing from the exhibited works. Or as Helen put it: “sadly lacking in real totty “LOL. On the up side I had a very long chat with Dunn’s photographer husband Marcus Doyle which reaffirmed my belief that photographers are just the nicest creative artists ever. (I’ll get to that in my review on “Wide Eyed”, eventually.) We had time for tea in London’s weirdest tea room (more like a take-away really) with the best cup of tea, and where we swapped gifts. Chatting chatting chatting with no stopping. What a great start into the whole day of fandom love, this bode well for everything else.
Because the day was so beautiful, we decided to walk the way from The Strand to The Cut (really, you’ve got to love London street names, don’t you?), and arrived at Caffe Nero beside “the Pret” where Ali of RAnet had announced she was holding court 😉 meeting fellow fans. No sooner were we sitting down, the fan conglomeration started. We grabbed Linda60 who was swiftly walking towards the Pret, eyes firmly fixed on her entrée, so that I had to shout to get her attention, and nattered on. Meanwhile, next door, Ali was meeting with lots of ladies, too. Fellow Hobbit Premiere 2012 veteran Judit came out and sat with us. (Unfortunately she was feeling badly under the weather that day, so we never got a proper head-to-head.) Eventually I spotted a tall, tanned woman across the street who was excitedly waving – that was Kathy Jones all the way from California. She got rid of said bye-bye to her husband and joined us among whoops and cheers, and more exchanging of gifts. Oh, and another fellow fan, Lemonjapp, also joined us outside.
I had made a little something for Ali, in very poor recognition of her magnificent work for the wider public’s purpose of adoring researching Richard Armitage, and went next door to give it to her and say hello to whoever she was meeting. I apologize to everyone who was there and to whom I undoubtedly must have looked rude and strange, only popping in and out and exchanging very few words with Ali and Sahraobsessed from the US. (If anyone reads this who was there – I am really sorry to have looked as if I was ignoring you, my mind was elsewhere, and I was too giddy to stay still.) Back outside and just before we were heading over to the Old Vic to attend the conversation event, lovely Wydville, a good friend of Judit’s, appeared and completely threw me with her lovely gift. You can see it here:
Isn’t that absolutely great? What a brilliant yet practical, useable souvenir of a wonderful occasion. I loved that the design she had made – a pic by Lefteris Pitarakis of the man himself, in the Old Vic where the convo was taking place – did not have RA’s name on it, but the conversation date and OV logo. Yeah, I admit, that’s partly because it is less embarrassing that way. You can use the bag and pretend it commemorates a high-brow, intellectual event for clued-in theatre-goers. (“You know, I was only there because the Old Vic puts on such splendid, insightful events. I can’t even remember the guy’s name. Some bearded fellow. Robert Hermitage or something?” Me, a fangirl? Nah!!!!! ;-)) So thank you so much, Wydville. It was lovely to meet you and I wished we could have chatted more. You were so kind to me!!!
The conversation event split us all up – and it is regretful indeed that we, as a group of active fans who are widely connected across borders and oceans, languages and nationalities did not have a secret handshake or other sign to discreetly show each other that we were part of the exclusive club of international RA fangirls well-wishers. There is a distinct need for a unobtrusive sign that will signal to like-minded souls that we are open to meeting fellow deRAnged souls while not having to wear Armitage’s name plastered across our boobs. I wish Hedgehogess had prompted me before the event and I had rustled up a little badge like the one on the right… So while we were in the theatre for the conversation I had no idea who else was there whom I might possibly know. What a shame!
After an extremely short 45 minutes we reconvened outside after the event. I probably also missed a lot of people due to my nasty habit of smoking – which took me to the Waterloo Rd side of the theatre, out of sight of a lot of people. While Helen had to leave to catch her train home, my little group comprising Kathy, Linda60 and Lemonjapp picked up a newly converted RA fan, a Londoner called Sarah. She had stood beside our group outside the theatre, and when she heard our unabashed gushing about the event, she plucked up the courage to talk to us. The five of us eventually decided to go for a bite to eat and finished the evening in a burger joint on The Cut, chatting and laughing and flirting with an extremely cute and cheeky Dutch-American waiter about five decades our junior… Exhausted by the many impressions of the day I took the tube home to my hosts at 9pm.
The next day I met Linda60 spontaneously for lunch and then attempted to connect with Kathy before we had tickets for the evening performance of TC, but missed her. Instead, while sitting in my London front room aka Caffe Nero, I hooked up with my tumblr friend Mrsjohnstandring whom I had told I’d be waiting there for her. She had just watched the matinée and was completely under the influence when she popped by to say hello. To say we had a blast, is understatement. What a lovely, bubbly girl. She actually gifted me with her freshly purchased but now unneeded programme of TC. It was great to meet her and more than natural to embrace her like all the other ex-strangers whom I had met over the course of these two days. Great to have met you, J___! So glad we hooked up, and sorry we had to say good-bye so hurriedly!
The prize for the funniest fan encounter, however, goes to someone else. This story made me laugh all the way. For that evening’s performance I had tickets in the stalls, G 18, actually, while Kathy sat with her husband a row behind me (and with much better view, I have been told. Those second row seats were *crap*, Old Vic!!! >( ) Shortly before the play started, a young woman sat down to my right. Upon seeing my programme on my lap, she asked me where she could buy it. I detected a foreign accent which sounded romance to me, but I didn’t properly look at her while explaining how she could obtain the programme from one of the ushers. The play started and we were mesmerized. During the break I hooked up with Kathy and Linda60 who had to humour me while smoking outside again. As I was taking my seat after the interval, I noticed that the young woman beside me was chatting with a companion in what definitely sounded like Germanic tones to me. I could not hear what they said, but it sounded German. So when her companion went back to her own seat, I asked my neighbour “Did I just hear you speak German?” She looked at me surprised, and said yes. Suddenly she looked familiar to me, and I said, switching to German “Have we met before? Are you…?” And she butted in “Yes, yes, your voice is familiar…” I said “Did we meet at the Berlin Premiere? Are you Richiecrispie?” “Are you Guylty?” And we both broke into laughter. What are the chances??? Out of a hundred performances, we attended the same one and even had seats next to a fellow fan whom we had met before… Oh, how I love the universe!!
The SD that evening was the first of the big good-byes in many respects. I was there with Kathy and Linda60, and afterwards we all toddled on to the tube station for our way home. Instead of long good-byes, Kathy and I just hugged and jumped on our trains. I said farewell to Linda60 on the tube.
And that was it. What an enriching experience! I loved meeting every single one of you, and no matter how different our ages, situations in life and outlooks may be, we have this unique and easy starting point to launch us into contact and friendship. How cool is that? Doesn’t that make up for the occasional ridicule we suffer as “fanatics” or the constant inner reevaluation and justification of our decision to be active within the fandom? Thank you to all the lovely ladies who made this short trip to London the occasion of a lifetime. Thanks to Helen for organising the tickets and being a fabulous art exhibition companion, to Kathy for coming all the way, bearing gifts (and from Mimi, as well), to Linda for entertaining me on Wednesday, to Mrsjohnstandring for the bubbly interlude before the play, to Ali for having alerted me of the inofficial fan meet on Tuesday, to Judit, Sahraobsessed, Lemonjapp, Richiecrispie for humouring me. If anyone wants to meet up at any future event, I’ll be there. Because it is fun and because the aforementioned ladies made it so! But to be on the safe side, I’ll be wearing my badge so you can find me!
Love – Guylty ❤ xx
PS:
By the way – I travelled light to London. When I arrived on Tuesday, all I had with me was my camera bag, taken mostly up with Marky Mark and a dress, a nighty, two pairs of pants and a spare pair of socks stuffed in. By Thursday my luggage had doubled in size. Thank you for your generosity. You are stars!
Robert Hermitage…. I can’t even….. #crying
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Know the fella? You should’ve been there, then, ACE. 😀
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I think I might’ve seen him in something once…. (once an hour LOLOL)
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*rofl* Ah. Is he that famous, yes? You know, he looked a bit like an alternative labour party supporter to me. The types who are into green energy and who listen to destructive music with the lights switched off. Probably IN a hermitage…
(sorry, ribbing. I could go on like this for hours… I just love taking the mickey out of him… Apologies, Mr Hermitage, eh, Armitage!)
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Oh joyous moments! Thank you for sharing. Is that adorable picture you?
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*ggg* yes. Age 3 I think.
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Sounds like an amazing time! You’re going to have the inventory for an exclusive RA boutique soon! 😀
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LOL – IKR. Worst trouble: I really like my study in its current un-RA-adorned state because it looks less cluttered (took everthing down and stored it in a box a few weeks ago and closed the shrine doors). But after returning from London I felt compelled to open the shrine again. It’s really, really tricky negotiating all this.
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Ebb and flow of fangirling…someone should write a song!
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And have Penderecki write the music.
Sorry. Just can’t stop…
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*snort*
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Here is song, Ebb and Flow of Fangirling (sung to to tune of “You made me love you” with apologies to Judy Garland and Clark Gable)
Dear Mr. Hermitage,
We are singing this to you.
And we hope you will hear it,
So you know.
Our hearts beat like a hammer,
And we sometimes lose our grammar,
Every time we see you in a movie or a show.
We are an army of devoted fans of yours,
And we thought we’d sing this song to tell you so.
Oh, Oh, Oh
You made us love you,
We didn’t want to do it,
We didn’t want to do it.
You made us love you,
And all the time you knew it,
We guess you always knew it.
We all must tell you what we’re feeling,
The very mention of your name sends our hearts reeling.
You know you made us love you.
We don’t really care what happens,
Let the whole world get colder,
We will warm up from your smoulder.
’cause you know you made us love you.
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LOL – that is just fabulous! So here we have the fandom anthem? Particularly love how you incorporated that bearded impostor in the lyrics!!! Brilliant stuff, as usual. I think I need to put this into a post of its own at some point. It’s just a pity when gems like this languish in the comments.
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It’s funny that you say that because I always read the comments so I assume everyone else does as well. You mean my masterpiece may go “unsung”? It’s ok, I laughed writing it, thinking about Mr. Hermitage. You can put it anywhere you like. I always loved that song.
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I do, too – not just on my own blog, but on others’, too. But not everyone does, I know that.
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Ich bin nicht mehr die Erste, aber trorzdem: ROBERT HERMITAGE *schrei*
Sounds familiar, but…….
Was für ein schönes Erlebnis. Da bist du ja bis zum Rand gefüllt mit Emotionen nach Hause gereist (sozusagen Oberkante Unterkiefer). Und das letzte Bild hat was von einem Geburtstagsgabentisch. Sogar Mozartkugeln, bin beeindruckt 🙂
Ach so, lüftet sich jetzt nach und nach der Schleier und Guylty tritt ans Tages-äh Bloglicht? Schöner Anfang, so als Telefonöse. Und irgendwie ist der Blick schon so ein klitzekleines Bisschen deRAanged (nicht hauen, BITTE). So verträumt im Hier und Jetzt, gebannt der Stimme am Hörer lauschend 😀 Sehr knuffig!
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Freut mich ja, dass meine naheliegende Namensschöpfung hier auf so großen Anklang stößt.
Und ja, irgendwie war das auch wie ein Geburtstagsfest – hab mich da schon fast als Celebrity gefühlt, so viele Leute, die mir etwas mitgebracht haben. Hammer!
Und wie bitte? Ich sehe als Dreijährige deRAnged aus??? Also, bitte, das ist bei einer so süßen Unschuld vom Lande wie mir gar nicht möglich!!!
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*huuuuust*
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Was genau von meinem Wortwust ist dir denn in die falsche Kehle gerutscht?
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Ich hab mich eher an der “süßen Unschuld vom Lande” verschluckt. *ggg*
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Bin total bei dir 😀
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Wir kriegen doch noch Hausverbot hier … 😀
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Meinst du, es ist mal wieder Zeit für eine kleine Schleim-Einlage? Blöderweise hat unsere Mrs.G. eine Loballergie. Echt schwierig…….
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Nein, Ms Guylty hat gerade zu Abend gegessen und findet das gesammelte Gefrozzel zur ihrem Vergnügen gerade jetzt erst vor 😀 Ich gehe das jetzt noch mal genau durch. Kommentare folgen.
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Ja, gut gemacht. So eine frugale Stärkung erleichtert manches……
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Nö, macht mal weiter. Wenn zwei sich streiten usw.
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Guylty hat keine Lob-Allergie, die weiß nur, dass Worte ihrem Genie einfach nicht gerecht werden.
Ich kenne das Gefühl.
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*………….*
Ein Versuch, mein fassungsloses Staunen in Zeichen umzusetzen!
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Also, dieses Zeichen ist jetzt eine gnadenlos geniale Umsetzung von Emotion in Virtualität. Allein der *eine* fettgedruckte Punkt vor dem Asterisk… Wahnsinn.
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Häää, was bitte? Ihr medienerfahrenen und total routinierten Blog-Monster: das war ein (vielleicht) ungeübter Versuch, mich auszudrücken. Sorry, wenn ich ein wenig legasthenisch mit den Zeichen umgehe. Bin Anfänger…. Habt Ehrfurcht vor ergrauenden Haaren 🙂
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*ggg* Köder geschluckt…
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LOLoud! Noch nie waren Worte so weit entfernt von der Realität. 😀
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Guylty!!! Mach ein Foto, schnell!!!
cRAmerry fehlen die Worte, das muss für die Ewigkeit festgehalten werden!
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Screenshot vom Kommentar oder was?
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Ach, wenn ich deinen Gesang höre, kann sie dich auch fotografieren … *gg*
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Sie könnte ein Kinderbild von mir posten.Aber da wir hier keinen Cutest-Kiddy-Award-Ever vergeben, will ich mich nicht unnötig in den Vordergrund drängeln 😛
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Ehrfurcht vor ergrauenden Haaren? Immer. So viel du willst.
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Cutest kiddie …? Wir können Guylty ja mal zum Ooof!en unserer Kinderbilder auffordern … 😀
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Dann liefer mal. Vielleicht macht sie was draus!
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Lol! Allerdings nicht so ergiebig wie RA.
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Führ mich nicht in Versuchung, Guylty, sonst gibt’s den Doppelpack Cuteness: Klein-Hedgehogess mit Kätzchen. 😛
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Also, Frechheit, willst du das etwa in Zweifel ziehen *händeindiegebärfreudigenhüftenstemm* Das mit der Süße, ok, aber Unschuld – doch. Bis ich dann Jahrzehnte später bei Yahoo Search Marketing die Pornoseiten überprüfen musste. Das war’s dann 😦
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Die Unschuld sei dir gelassen 🙂
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Wie bitte? Traumjob … @.@
Doch, doch, du warst eine süße Unschuld vom Lande, wir glauben es dir ja. 🙂
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Traumjob? Eher für die männlichen Kollegen. Wobei: denen ging das zu nahe, deswegen wurde der Job vorzugsweise von Frauen gemacht.
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Ich meinte die Sorte Traum, wo man schreiend aufwacht …
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Na ja, das schwärmerische Moment ist dir schon im zarten vorpubertären Alter in deinen Gesichtzügen angelegt 😀
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Ich bin eben begeisterungsfähig. Und habe Freude am darstellerischen Spiel, um mich und Frau Wald (Klassenlehrerin, 2. Klasse Grundschule Lindhofstraße) da noch mal selber zu zitieren 🙂
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Unübersehbar bis weit ins Erwachsenenalter hinübergerettet.
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Feeling warm and glowy all over and I wasn’t even there (but you made me feel like I was) What a wonderful representation of a splendid group of well wishers 😀
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Glad you like it and see it for what it was – just a lovely occasion to meet. I’d do it again, any time. 🙂
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Ich hätte dich ja gerne früher auf die Idee gebracht, aber leider kam der Geistesblitz auch erst durch deine DeRAnged-Reihe zustande …
Meine Versionen wären eher so gewesen:
BEWARE!
deRAnged
hedgehog
BEWARE!
Officially
deRAnged
Aber deine hat auch was. Viel freundlicher. 😀
Zur enRICHing experience: Klingt, als hättet ihr richtig Spaß gehabt. Schööön! 🙂
Und der Zufall mit der Sitznachbarin – doll. Sachen gibt’s, die gibt’s nicht.
PS: Hättest du nicht mal Lust, ein nicht so gestelltes Bild zu ooof!en? Ich warte zwar eh noch auf ein ooof! von einem von dir selbst geschossenen Bild, aber irgendwie fand ich auch die OV-Pics gut, von denen eins auf der Tasche ist. Und das hübsche Näschen überm Bart …
*vor mich hin sing* Nag, nag, nagging on Guylty’s door …
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Ach kuck ma, das Igelchen kann AUCH singen …. *pfeif*
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Natürlich kann ich singen.
Die andere Frage ist, ob jemand das *hören* will …
Und was entgeht mir hier diesmal wieder? Großes AUCH, unschuldiges Pfeifen …Da stimmt was nicht.
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Nix entgeht dir. Bloss werde ICH immer von irgendwelchen Igel-Avataren angehupt, wenn ich mal was summe 🙂 Das wars bloss.
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Kann ich mir gar nicht vorstellen. Igel würden doch NIE auch nur andeutungsweise nach Ohropax schreien oder sonstwie frech reagieren. 😛
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Habe ich mir fast gedacht, dass du so ein Verhalten nicht mal ansatzweise befürwortet würdest.
Auch 😛
Schon erstaunlich, was hier so unterwegs ist….. 🙂
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Täte ich nie, so freches Verhalten befürworten.
PS: Wehe dir, du betrachtest das als Erlaubnis zu singen!
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Also Hut ab, wenn du tatsächlich was hören würdest. Das wäre mirakulös 🙂
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Oh, das “Officially deRAnged” gefällt mir aber auch ausnehmend gut. Ich glaube, da muss ich doch noch mal ans Basteln ran… Vielleicht lässt sich das ja auch noch abschließend mit einem hübschen kleinen Contest verbinden, denn ich habe hier noch diverse Poster, Flyer und Programmhefte abzugeben.
Und was dein PS angeht – was meinst du mit “nicht so gestelltes Bild”? Beispiel, büddö! 🙂 Was du vermutlich nicht weißt, Igelchen – ich habe in der Anfangsphase der *ooof*erei (mannomann, das ist jetzt schon zwei Jahre her *schluck*) immer um Bildwünsche gebeten. Hat aber beim Umzug aufs Blog selten jemand wahrgenommen :-(.
Was bei mir in nächster Zeit noch auf dem Plan steht, ist das zweite Dunn’sche Smile-Fest (auch “Bulge Gate” genannt), sowie ein Pitarakis. Besonders letzterer juckt mich ungemein, ist aber auch “gestellt”. Ich warte auf Impulse 😀
“nag nag nagging on Guylty’s door” – LOL, love it!
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Iphone-kompatibles Bulge-Gate?
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(sohnemann hat gerade laptop requiriert, nun muss ich selbst das iPhone streicheln) und ja, genau jenes Bulge Gate!
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Du hast aber nicht auch etwa…….?
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Nein! Hab ich ja neulich alles in einem Tobsuchtsanfall gelöscht, eingesammelt, abgeräumt und zugeknallt…
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Wem bitte willst du das denn erzählen *verständnisvollgrins*
Wir sind doch unter uns. 😉
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Echt vollstens wahr. Hatte mich von meinem Movie Boyfriend kurzfristig getrennt. Aber man soll während der ersten Trennungsphase den Ex ja nicht wiedersehen. Bam! Schon war’s wieder geschehen…
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Alles wie im richtigen Leben, scheint mir.
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Bedenklich, oder? Genau deswegen musste die Trennung dann auch sein! Aber die Versöhnung letzte Woche war um so schöner!
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Muss ich verstehen, wovon ihr redet?
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Hatte much kurzfristig von Richard Armitage getrennt. Bin dann aber Robert Hermitage mit Haut und Haaren verfallen 😀
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Himmel, Krise bei G.???? Förmlich unter unserer Nase. Du scherzest, Schwester?
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Keineswegs! Große Not. 😀 ich sah mein schönes Fandom wegschwimmen. Nach 36 Stunden hatte ich mich beruhigt.
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Ha, klar: das war bestimmt damals, als bei dir der Blog-Laden ausserplsnmässig geschlossen war. Herba und ich haben schon gespürt, dass da was faul war……
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Ja genau. Wenn Guylty mal die Klappe hält, dann ist exht Holland in Not. Naja, ich bin ja Gottseidank zu oberflächlich um mich lange mit sowas aufzuhalten 😀
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Ich glaube langsam, mir wachsen Antennen……
Wie gut, dass es vorüber ist. Aber gelogen? Trau mich garnicht zu fragen (tu’s trotzdem)……
Musst ja nicht!
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So, bin wieder an einem stationären Gerät 🙂
Ihr habt das alles schon sehr gut umrissen. Und nun ist ja auch alles wieder in Butter und der Schrein ist wieder geöffnet. (Der andere Summs aber immer noch abgebaut.)
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Puh, dachte schon, ich hätte dich ins off-line genervt. Aber das mit den Ködern ist schon gefährlich. Irgendeine (kenn ich die???) beisst immer an 😉
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Das macht die Sache ja auch so schön für mich 😀
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Das Ködern und Reizen, richtig? Schon klar meine Beste ❤
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Guylty, Guylty, Guylty … Das nächste Mal, wenn dich ein Anfall überkommt, setz dich still in die Ecke und warte, bis er vorbei ist.
Wieso denn gleich Tobsuchtsanfall? – Wenn man fragen darf.
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Immer dieselbe Sache. Ich mag nicht gerne belogen werden. Sowas macht jemanden unglaubwürdig… Ich musste mir den Herrn als Muse schönreden. Aber Hermitage ist jetzt ganz allein meiner 😀
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Ich kann dir zwar immer noch nicht folgen, aber das klingt eher, als wolltest du eh nicht weiter drüber reden. – Abhaken, okay?
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Okeh, zurückruder…….
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Ich glaube, jetzt habe ich den Faden verloren 😉
Kommentarverknotung bzw. Verständnisverwirrung wegen zu schnell geschleuderter Kommentare. Face to face wäre manchmal besser 🙂
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Liegt bestimmt an meinem doofen Streichelzoo-losen iPhone. Da kann ich nicht mal liken 😦
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Kannst du ja nachholen, wenn dein tyrannischer Sohn mal matratzenhorchen geht. In der Zwischenzeit unterstelle ich dir mal bedingungslose Like-Breitschaft 🙂
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Das technische Manko ganz hervorragend umgesetzt!
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Wo ein Wille ist, ist ein touchpad mit keyboard!
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Now look here Guylty, I can understand that you like to jabber on in German, and as a non-German speaker I normally just scroll down through the conversations. But occasionally I get stopped in my tracks and wonder what I’m missing 😉 Bulge-gate? !!!!!! 😀
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LOL. Ich sagte doch: Das auf deiner neuen Tasche. (Oder ein anderes davon.) Wie gesagt: Hübsches Näschen über dem Bart. 😛 – Und du sagst, dass das Pitarakis ist, und dass du Pitarakis geplant hast – also alles perfekt.
“nicht so gestellt” war von mir blöd formuliert. Die sind natürlich gestellt, aber eben nicht so studiomäßig perfekt.
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Ahhhhh, wer lesen kann usw. Na, da sind wir ja dann ganz d’accord 🙂 Ich mag die Pitarakis Serie sehr.
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Jaja, die Beherrschung grundlegender Kulturtechniken … Vielleicht muss aber auch nur die Brille geputzt werden?
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An anthem and a badge, that’s brilliant!
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Isn’t it? I must do something about these things. I feel a little competition coming up *ggg*
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You can probably hear the giggles across the water, Guylty 😉
I had such a great day and so much of that was down to meeting you, and Kathy and Linda60 of course! It was no trouble whatsoever to get the tickets for you all and I don’t think I’ve publicly thanked Kathy & Linda60 for their very lovely pressies (the comestibles have, strangely, disappeared – and yours should come with a health warning, Linda60! 🙂 – but the comicon bag is a prize possession).
The Hermitage bag is inspired (does that need to go into production too…?) and so is your poem (sorry, anthem!), Kathy. 😀 The badge is ace too, Guylty and would certainly come in handy. Love your account of recognising Richiecrispie! 🙂
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Glad it made you giggle – and was hopefully a realistic account! What a great day! Next time I am in London, I’ll let you know in advance, just in case 😉
Hermitage bag is fabulous. In use, actually, and NOT SORRY, and not embarrassed either!!! Wydville should make more. They’d go like hot cakes! The badge wilm be refined and worked on! We need to be ready for BOFA!!!
Wonder what Richie rispie thought about the whole thing. Must send her a link…
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Hi Helen, I’m so glad you like the bag. Do you take it to the store and fill it with groceries? As for the anthem, well, you are too kind. 🙂
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I haven’t yet, but I will. 😉
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Robert Hermitage, the great facilitator of friendships. 🙂 If only he knew… maybe he’d cheer up a little and turn the light on and/or switch to lighter music. 😀
Glad you all had such a lovely time! Not being jealous is getting more and more difficult…
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No no no, no jealousy 🙂 Everybody has their place, and no one can be re-placed!!! It’s just a matter of time 🙂
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In no particular order, I love the little girl Guylty pic so cute ! the RA Berlin pic even cuter (sorry Guylty) the badge, and Kathy’s anthem.
Thanks for the fun post Guylty, it was great !
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I regret that I missed this wonderful appointement! So funny “this fellow Robert Hermitage or… something”! I also like very much the badge.
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Just lovely. This really makes me miss London and standing at the feet of Lord Nelson 🙂 So glad that you and the universe were on the same page. Had to laugh because CH fans also met up at the Pret.
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Love reading all your accounts of your fun, fan adventures, Guylty- a good time was obviously had by one and all, which is just as it should be!
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This darling little bag is the kind of thing Old Vic could have cleaned up on in terms of mdse.
I loved reading this. When the news came out that it was happening, my always vague plans had reached a point of setness that made it impossible for me to even try to attend this. But I loved reading about it!
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Thanks for sharing your fan adventures. I too have to admit to being just a little green. It’s so nice that you were able to meet so many other fans 🙂
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Late to the party here, but adding my thanks for sharing your fellow fan experiences. I can vouch for the fun and friendship that our shared interest in “Robert Hermitage” brings us. 🙂
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🙂 Yup. Hermitage is my fan idol. I think *he* would actually be fun to have around at a meet.
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oh utter loveliness! I tell you the love as palpable in the Vic! and not just towards the subject on stage, there was a buzz and fun feeling around the place of people meeting each other, enjoying being there together, etc And this explains a lot about why it felt like that. gorgeous prezzies! Brilliant bag for when you got to market to buy yer patatoes 😉 ( but OMG… you got Mozartkugeln!! well Mozartharzchen.. das ist Liebe! ;-)) what do they say about pleasure shared is multiplied or smth along those lines? sounds like it is true 🙂
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