Monday, 28 February 2011

Oscar Winner Colin Firth - enough to make a girl stammer!

Twisting my spaghetti on my fork, I glanced up and froze. 'L-l-l-ook,' I managed to gasp to my friend.

There, sitting just four feet away from us, on the next table, was Colin Firth. Mr Darcy himself! Though today he was wearing jeans and a beige jumper instead of britches and a ruffled shirt.

'OMG!' my friend spluttered, pasta flying everywhere. 'Is it really him?'

This was an intimate Italian restaurant. He was within touching distance. Of course, it was him. I could even smell his classic aftershave. And he was so gorgeous it was enough to make a girl stammer.

Feeling brave, I smiled at Colin. He grinned back. My friend looked as if she was going to burst into tears. 'Stop it,' I hissed, desperate to act as if I lunched with A-list stars all the time.

But she had real tears in her eyes now. 'I love him,' she declared, staring doe-eyed and open mouthed at him. Colin was talking to a director-type, probably about his next movie role.

But I couldn't hear over my friend's sighs, and frantic phone calls telling everyone she'd ever met in a stage whisper: 'I'm sitting next to Colin Firth.'

He tried to pretend he hadn't heard her or noticed every other woman in the restaurant staring. None of them touched their food. They were looking at something far tastier - their tongues lolling out. When my friend got out her mobile to take pictures as he tucked into his ice cream, I knew it was time to leave. 'Bye Colin,' she said, standing over him and waving. He politely nodded while I practically dragged her away.

It was only an hour of gazing at the man who's now won an Oscar for his spell-binding performance in The King's Speech but it was enough.

I now know why researchers recently found 50 per cent of women would happily ditch their other half on to go on a date with a celebrity. Luckily I've never seen Mr Darcy dining nearby since or my hubby would be left home alone!