OK, so here's a sudden, yet urgent change of subject. I am having dinner tonight with George Clooney. It's not just me and him, I hasten to add -- there will be several dozen others. But nevertheless, I shall be in the mighty presence of Gorgeous George Himself. The prospect is somewhat discombobulating. I have been a fan since he played Dr Ross in ER -- over a decade ago -- and I'm beginning to feel nervous about tonight, because of course, George will have no interest whatsoever in saying hello to me, and this may ruin my long-lasting, though entirely one-sided, relationship with him. Perhaps screen idols should remain celluloid, rather than being made flesh?
Also, although George and I are about the same age, meeting him is guaranteed to make me feel ancient.
But I can't NOT go, can I?
Am off to brush my teeth, put on my heels, etc etc. Will report back later.