I did the whole march with the London Bisexuals, all three miles of it, and had a great time. There's nothing like dancing down the street with a load of your best friends, watching as everyone else smiles and waves and cheers from the sidelines
But that was not the highlight of my day. The highlight of my day was this:
WE WALKED RIGHT PAST JOHN BARROWMAN. RIGHT PAST HIM. HE SMILED AT ME! RIGHT AT ME!
THERE WAS EYE CONTACT!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm quite disturbed by how physical my reaction was - my legs went all shaky and I got very lightheaded. I have a feeling that when we were near him I was basically just gawping and flailing uselessly. Seriously embarrasing, of course, but OH MY GOD HE SMILED AT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *swoon*
I'm actually typing this from an internet cafe on the Strand. Pride is still going on in the Square outside, but I've got quite severe arthritis so after walking for three miles I REALLY needed to sit down as I was in agnoy. But it was worth it
I'll go back out there when my time runs out and carry on!
ZOMG. JOHN BARROWMAN. SRSLY.
