My History with the boys (from The History Boys)

Let me tell you about my 'brief encounter' with a Mr Russell Tovey.
It was during the summer of ...i think it was 2003/4?...i dunno whenever The History Boys was on at the NT. Anyway, during the summer months the NT hosts a 'Watch the Space' event for live showcases open to the public on the south bank. So i went, with my sister and my little brother...and I saw him. Now being the perseptive one I always had been, i spotted him as soon as he walked out onto the grass. He wasnt a big as a name as he is now back then so he kind of went unnoticed. Not me...I spot everyone...even if you were on tv for 5 minutes...I will remember you *creepy...maybe, skill- most def*
Now my sister didnt give a monkes. Just waved me away and lay back waiting for the next act to come on. Tovey i presume had been rehearsing...(two other main actors came out after) but for a brief moment when he was on his own, sitting at the front...I looked directly at him, and he seemed to *becreepedout* notice, turned and looked back at me. I almost melted when he half smiled...and have fancied him ever since. Nonetheless he is a beautiful actor, the way he annunciates words, his ability to make a lump hit your throat when he cries on screen (that way he also makes his voice hit a high shakey pitch...ahhh) exquisit.

Alas - he is gay. G.A.Y...and you know he would have been a good lover for the ladies...but no. We are to do without the good ones it appears. I found out today and I feel gutted. Not because I thought i was seriously in with a chance...but now i can't daydream about him...not without hearing 'boys boys boys'* in the background.
*i have no idea why that song...it just cringes me and sounds appropriate*
instead we are left with Dominic Cooper: who i had another encounter with early on in his career. See i had read The History Boys book(arrrg my mate has had it since 2005!) as soon as it was on the NT shelves and the Play had just started to gain recognition. The book has the picture of the boys (first run) on the front and i couldnt stop looking at either of them...all hot. But their faces on the cover also helped me to reimagine the text (i read and a film reel plays...seriously) i never watched the play (couldnt afford it) so this was my alternative.
I had memorised their faces after reading the book countlessly...and one christmas trip (after tovey) had taken me and my sister (again) to covent garden, the Diesel shop in fact...
I was already shakey when we set foot...i knew someone in the year above at college who was fit as (penny*GMTV* smiths nephew in fact) and wanted to look nonchalant...then i saw him, as my sister weaved (the right way in nonchalnce) through the braying shop, I saw those fuzzy dark eyebrows and cheeky smile. DOM COOPER !!!
He also (and annoyingly) had attached himself to beautiful blonde...seriously they were all over each other. My heart sank but as the crowds and my no nonsense sister forced me to move in and out to the otherside of the jean shop, I had to brush pass! (not in a pervy way...i was only17)
What happened next is so foolish. I dont even want to talk about it. I squealed. I squealed *omg its dominic cooper* to my sister...i know she couldnt make out what i was saying and was mildly worried that i had produced such a sound that she spun round (annoyingly) and said: WHAT? whats wrong with you?
Drawing more attention to my red face - so that when i turned round - i was met with a befuddled glance from Dominic and his curious weary girlfriend (now ex according to Grazia*)
I was mortified...and when my sister refused to walk on and demanded why I was being weird I angrily (and ashamedly) pushed passed her and told her to just 'hurry up'...whoch was met with an even fiersome response that only big sisters can impose on their silly little ones - ''oh shut up". I didnt even dare to look back at him. He must have been suprised someone knew him...sigh.
*apparently he was seeing Amanda Seyfried on the side, ala post Mamma Mia
I also had a cheeky smile with Samuel Anderston (Crowther) but that was recently (last year) as i made my way home passing the Young Vic Theatre. Swoonarama! I was just sashaying down the road - and there he was - outside with Hannah from Sclub 7 and Primeval and her boyfriend (dont remember his name) and Samuel...he smiled at me ... i lingered on him for a minute, fighting the the urge to squeal (again) and smiled my best smile back...then didnt look back because i was trying to be cool and pretend to know who he was. Darn it has done me no favours I tell you.
I have yet to have brief encounters with the others *i have a feeling Corden is on the cards due to the nature of what i do and the friends who have already met him*...but I often do experience these situations being so close to the Old and Young Vic and the south bank...like when I squealed as I walk passed Michael Gambon...I was a huge fan since watching Stephen Poliakoff's Perfect Strangers...Poliakoff and I had and encounter twice - where i had the chance to speak to him on both occassions but my foolish shallow celebrity brainwashed mind has stopped me from daring to walk in those successful people's light...lovely.

I tell a lie - I also walked down the Cut - on a lonely sunday morning, passed the dude (front right) ...now it sounds strange and i have a hundred of these moments..but i never tell ppl these things (maybe because its wierd and un-english like to celeb spot)