Today I walked, or slogged, in the footsteps of the Tudors, or Tooders as Showtime insists upon (my ears, my ears). Windsor Castle, then Hamptopn Court, which I loved. Wandered there until they chucked me out. Saw the big painting with the tents and the wrestling from that episode I watched. WEirdly, Henry ain't as buff as JRM in the painting. Am confused :)
And had another close encounter of the thespian kind as I slu,ped on the train and chacked out the guy opposite, just for threat assesment purposes, I thought OMG, it's Crispin. It had to be, I was so sure. To confirm it he whipped out his phone, used that lovely voice and made with the luvvie talk. At one point he demonstrated his cod Italian and I nearly died. Ah, free entertainment. Ah, I gotta love a city crawling with actors j'adore. Too much fun. Gonna have to get me a stick to boot them out of the way, like rabbits, if this keeps up.
