Saturday, 28 November 2009
I'm sorry I have been a bad blogger of late. I've kind of got sucked into other things, Face Book and Twitter to name but two. And I have been writing, not my new novel, but still words on page.
So a brief catch up. What has happened to Mrs P recently? Well I MET ROBERT PATTINSON!!!! Sqweeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!! But you all know that.
I have to say that anyone who actually knows me in person will tell you I have changed A LOT over the summer.
As most of you know my lovely dad was diagnosed with cancer on my birthday back in Feb. My 35th will never be forgotten anyway! And as you all know I kind of imploded there for a while. You were all so patient and kind and I do thank you.
I can pin point the change. It was the weekend on my BFF's hen do in early July. It was also the same week that dad went into hospital for his make or break op. I met a great group of girls that weekend who gave me permission to be me, if you know what I mean? I realised that for too long I had been trying to be who everyone else thought I should be. Perfect mother, wife, daughter, and I'd never just been me. Then, for three days, I was just me, and it was bloody fantastic!!
I had also just read the Twilight saga books, as you all know I devoured them at speed! At the hen weekend I found two like minded souls and decided to 'come out' as a Twilighter.
When I met up with the same crowed a few weeks later at Hev's wedding I knew that I wasn't going home as the same person. It was like a cloud had been lifted, revealing the real me.
Some of the changes are subtle. I seem to have gone back to wearing a lot of black, and I paint my nails now (black). And some more...obvious. I've lost nearly two stone, dropped nearly two dress sizes and got two tattoo's. I think getting the tattoo's and losing the weight finally shifted me into my new self.
Again those who have known me a long time will know that I have always wanted a tattoo, but they were the sorts of things other people did. And I have never been happy with my size. But it was a good thing to hide behind. When I realised I didn't want to hide anymore I felt free enough to do it. I don't mind being looked at now, I used to hate it. I feel happy with myself for the first time ever.
And yes Twilight has played a large part in my transformation. It gave me a great escape when I really needed it. Not to mention finding Mr Pattinson. I have never gone potty over anyone before. Not like this anyway (ok Morten Harket when I was a kid, and you all know THAT story!!). I know some of you don't get it (yes DJ he did smell, he smelt wonderful, all hail the scruff!), but I'm very happy in my Rob bubble thank you.
My hubby Rich has been a little taken aback at these sudden changes in his wife, bless him. But not in a bad way. He's been telling me for years that I need to have more of a life of my own. Ok I may have taken it to extremes, but I always do!
Monday, 23 November 2009
Look how close I got! And he'd gone passed me by then.
So for those of you who are not on Face Book or Twitter with me (and why not?) I'll back up and explain. About three weeks ago it became known that there was going to be some kind of 'event' in Battersea Park to do with the release of New Moon (the second Twilight saga film in case you've been on another planet for the last few months). But no details were being given.
As you all know by now I am a huge Twilight fan, and especially in love with the totally edible Mr Pattinson (sigh). I knew it was a mad thing to do but I decided that if they really were doing something in London then I was going.
I waited, and waited. Checked the web a zillion times a day (got up at two in the morning once). Still nothing.
We had a holiday booked in Brixham so I got myself a Dongle to be sure I could still get online. I gave my mobile number to my 'spies' with instructions to call me if they heard anything. And started waiting again.
Finally on the Tuesday it was announced! Yes it was happening, but you could only win tickets not buy them. So I entered my name in the ballot and crossed everything I could, and some things I couldn't! And waited again, I was doing a lot of that.
I wasn't going to know if I had tickets until two days before and Cornwall is a long way from London. Should I just go anyway? Should I wait and hope I could get a room when I got there? Should I book something just in case? I was a mess of indecision. And then I got a text.
We were in the coffee shop in Debenhams in Troquay when Rob started talking to me (my phone is set so that Rob talks to me rather than a ring tone, yes I know, I know). It was the lovely Kate from Robsessed Blog. They were doing the red carpet thing, so even if I didn't get a ticket to the actual do I could still get to see them all! Ok decision made.
And so early on the Tuesday morning of the 10th November Rich (my very patient husband) put me on the first of three coaches and waved me off. I spent the next 12 hours (yes 12) on a coach or sitting waiting for a coach, all on my own. I was beginning to question my sanity. Still I had my iPod and someone else was driving.
Finally at 8.30pm I reached my BFF's house and found the key she had left for me. I booked a taxi to take me to Northampton station first thing in the morning. You see I hadn't actually got as far as London yet. Heather's sofa was just as comfy this time as the last time, and two kittens bouncing on me all night was fun (well I kept telling myself that). Needless to say I didn't sleep much.
The next morning I got the train to London and finally met up with two fellow Twilighters. But they had been lucky enough to win tickets. No I hadn't even got a ticket, I was just going on the off chance of getting close enough to the front of the barrier. Still it meant I didn't have to travel across London on my own, that was the bit I wasn't looking forward to.
We got to Battersea Park about 11am and I took my place in the red carpet line. I was near the front so I was hopeful. I settled down and started waiting again.
Five hours later they started letting us through. I took a deep breath and went for it. I got to the front of the barrier! Yes, I was defiantly going to see him!!!!
Another couple of hours passed, but they were a great bunch. What I hadn't bargained for was the banks of press that were opposite!! Oh hell all those cameras!!! I was cold, I'd been rained on (twice) and was not looking my best. Still they kept filming us. Now I had promised to be dignified I was NOT going to turn into fangirlie. Well that all went to hell because they kept telling us to scream. Oh please don't make me do it again! Then someone interviewed me (no idea who). Well it passed the time anyway.
And then a big car with blacked out windows pulled up. There was a collective holding of breath. OH MY GOD THERE HE IS!! I just stared, and stared. He got closer, and closer. If a man can be beautiful the he is.
He signed my copy of December's Vanity Fair (get it and you'll see why). I don't remember speaking to him, but when I went on youtube a few days later there I am saying something!!
Rob was followed by the others, who were all lovely (although Taylor is a lot shorter than I was expecting!). I got the full set of autographs and we got to watch them give their interviews and have their photos taken. They were out there for almost an hour, it was amazing. Those inside didn't get close enough for autographs and only got about 15 mins with them, so I think I got the better deal after all.
The third film comes out in June and guess where I'll be?