I’ve had my fair share of crushes through the years, starting with Kevin Costner (Dances With Wolves did it for me, I’m afraid), then Keanu Reeves (Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey has a lot to answer for), then the obligatory one’s, of course – Brad and George. But lately there hasn’t been anyone new.
This all changed last night.
Forever.
When Sharpe first came to our screens, probably about 10 years ago, I was far more interested in going out and getting wasted than watching some crappy tv show. OH! How wrong was I? I now feel cheated, I’ve missed out on years of the lovely Sharpe. Last night, as he rode into the Indian dessert on horse back in THAT uniform, I could barely contain myself! MY GOD! What a perfectly formed male. I’m afraid I have now joined the ranks and housewives favourite Sean Bean is also mine.
The problem is, I’m starting to get obsessed. And get stalkerish thoughts. This is never really a good thing, I found out recently that my lovely Sean lives nearby (well within 50 miles anyway), and plays darts or bowls or something (I wasn’t interested in exactly what) on a local pub team. So I got to thinking I could start frequenting this pub and maybe… just maybe…. Sigh….
He’ll fall in love with me and take me away from all this.
Plausible? Or should I be sectioned?
ajnspencer
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Lol, I've got them all on DVD, not for the Sean Bean reason though

If you're going to go near him wear a Sheffield United shirt