Wednesday evening, after aperos at the Ritz, (sorry Craig but this is how you do it), we headed off to Sheeky's for a fish supper (Jan calls it dinner).
Now, I'm not talking about a fish supper a la Wetherby Whaler here (as good as it is), but one of the best fish restaurants in London. Yummy.
As usual, Jan let me down by talking so loudly at the Ritz that she put the guy on the next table off his cream team (at seven in the evening - silly prat) but she behaved in an exemplary fashion at Sheekys that is until Rupert Everett sat at the next table to us.
Now, my friend AJ, who is not afraid of anything or anybody, asked Rupe (as we now know him) to join us for drinks, and he obliged. What a lovely man (eat your heart out Craig). Jan was in seventh heaven. Her hero, from 'My Best Friends Wedding,' chatted to her and kissed her hand. Needless to say she ignored me for the rest of the evening.
What's he got that I haven't got, apart from very good looks, a film star persona and a shed load of money?
Just don't see it myself.
OK I'm seriously well impressed. The Ritz AND you get to meet a actor I really like? I hate the both of you.
ReplyDeleteI'm with Jan, his star turn in My Best Friends Wedding was hilarious - perfect.
But you're safe enough Alex... Good old Rupert bats for our team, as I'm sure you are aware.
I'm with Craig! Very envious that Jan had her hand kissed by the divine Rupert! (Good job you had her hosed down before you went to London, you see!)
ReplyDeleteAnd sorry, Alex, it's Carsleford! ;-)
Craig, when you combine that evening with what happened the next day I can only say that it was a couple of days that will be always etched in my memory. I realised that he batted for your team (hence the comment for you) so I felt fairly safe.
ReplyDeleteKaren, all I can say is next time Remi gets his hose out and offers to hose you down, go for it. You never know where it will lead.