Normal day, interrupted.
3.30pm I'm sitting at my desk, saving the company millions, just like every day.
As if.
My Phone rings.
''I just thought you might like to know'' says the voice ''Christopher Eccleston is in the bar''
OH MY GOD.
The Doctor is in the hotel bar.
Shit.
I slip on my jacket and leave the office. I walk across the lobby and enter the bar and there he is.
One of my hero's is drinking a cappucino.
I casually walk past and go behind the bar and watch him for a few minutes.
I want to go over and say hello, thank him for a great job of bringing this fabulous british institution back to the small screen and back into my heart.
But I don't.
I'm too professional for that.
I observe for a few more minutes before returning to my office, smiling.
25/01/06 @ 01:16