M is very understanding about this, largely because he has a TV girlfriend himself- our local weather girl. I feel his choice is deeply inappropriate given that she only lives in Southampton (a matter of a few miles from here), and he could, therefore, technically bump into her at any time. That is surely against the rules of TVB and GFs who should be entirely fantasy material. Whenever I point this out he just grins and offers as an alternative some high-brow academic TV presenter with a long and complicate-sounding name who lives in Oxford, and that is hardly any better.
You all helped me chose my last TVBF- do you remember the delectable Cillian Murphy who plays the lead in the excellent Peaky Blinders? He made the short list and eventually came top in a what I thought was a strong field. Ma was jealously guarding her own cradle-snatching TVBF Rufus Sewell so I wasn't allowed to add him, and some of you suggested some alternatives which were definitely worth considering. I seem to remember Ragged Robin put Benedict Cumberbatch forward and he came a close second in the end.
I fully expect to rekindle my affair with CM when he returns to our screens in series 2 later this year. Previous to that I had long nurtured a secret and slightly inexplicable crush on Nicholas Crane (he is my older man TVBF, or so I tell myself) who presents hearty outdoorsy type progs. In fact, I am off to see him give a talk at the RGS soon- M bought us both tickets, introducing the subject with the immortal words I am taking you off to see your Older TVBF. What an extremely understanding husband he is (although that still doesn't make up for the TV weather girl).
So, in addition to my long-term TVBF (Damien Lewis), my older man TVBF (Nicholas Crane) and my periodical affair TVBF (Cillian Murphy), I now have my Viking TVBF: Ragnar Lothbrok (as played by Travis Fimmel, who looks worryingly shiny in many of his pictures). I am actually being incredibly sensible about this, in fact you could say I am being mature, because I harbour no illusions about this TVBF: I know it is not Mr Fimmel himself (lovely as he is when wearing a beard and clothes that look like they haven't ever been washed) with whom I am in love, but rather his alter-ego Ragnar.
What is it about the Vikings? I'm not overly keen on the rape and pillage bit, but I do admire the tough no-nonsenseness of them. I was once told years ago that I look Scandinavian (probably the waist-length straight blond hair at the time had influenced this line of thinking) and I rather took that to heart and have nurtured it ever since.
I wonder if I can persuade M to start dressing as a Viking war lord at weekends? I suspect he would carry it off quite well, if he were to grow his hair and start a beard. That would really worry the neighbours, although probably not our vicar's wife who has considered me subversive ever since she came round selling raffle tickets for the village fete one afternoon and I answered the door dressed as a fairy. I was trying on a costume for a party we were having and had the full glittery wings and long bright pink wig on. Oops. M is endlessly compared with Daniel Craig (a comparison that embarrasses the hell out of our daughter J, particularly when the comparison is coming from her friends, who then dissolve into giggles and blushes whenever they see him), so I think he could do a rugged Viking quite well.
In other news I have my new camera. It's essentially the same as the old camera just a newer model and I can't wait to try it out when my mate Dave and I go out hunting flutters on the Chalk Hills later this week. I shall post the results.
I'm going to leave you with a you tube video I found earlier in the week on my friend Briony's excellent blog which you can find here
I cried with laughter watching this so I thought you should all see it too....
Happy Days all round :-)
Hope you're all in Fine Fettle,