Benedict touching the back of his suave little head.
Benedict touching Aaron Paul.
Benedict touching Louise Brealey yet again.
Benedict touching an iPhone.
I know this is a bit off-piste (quote) but I found myself here today after an interview one street away which means:
I HAVE TOUCHED THE SACRED GROUND WHERE BENEDICT ONCE LAID HIS DAINTY HOOF.
In essence, I have touched Benedict (shut up everyone I need this moment).
Sorry for the diversion away from the normal bloginess, but I felt the need to share this with you. Normal blog function will resume shortly.
Good evening (or morning or afternoon depending where in the world you are!) Just a little message to say thank you and hello to all the new followers.
May you be touched the way Benedict has touched so many.
Benedict touching a champagne flute.
Benedict touching his own fingers.
Ergo, he touches.