Bill Nighy

 Disclaimer : No commas were harmed in the writing of this blog


So I googled Joan Bakewell  who many years ago to her dismay was christened the' thinking man's crumpet' by Frank Muir. I then spent half an hour looking at Cheryl Cole's new hairdo nestling atop a  Victoria Beckham frock( I do love that word), celebrities in a variety of little black dresses and oversized shoes ( four year olds clunking around in mama's high heels anyone?) and an assortment of strangely shaped and wrinkled knees, not to mention Pippa Middleton's scorching red halter neck dress and a quick peek at the X factor - yes I know but at least I'm honest. It's no wonder I never finish anything......My critical friend( as in the one I am sharing my writing with) Cath says I'm like a butterfly oh and that I use too many commas,oops there goes another one, make that two. So sorry if you get short of breath but I'm trying to economise on them  in case there's a world shortage.....ok Cath?
I did eventually return to Joan Bakewell  in case you were wondering how far my talent for being distracted extends,(comma alert Cath) the irony of this distraction being all too apparent to me.In my quest to discover what made JB the 'thinking man's crumpet' I have been insidiously drawn into celebrityville in all its A to Z list glory .How did that just happen? Focus girl!.
Now back to Bill .Mr Nighy. A contender in my quest for the ultimate TWC. I don't normally 'do' blonde. Well except for and maybe because of one long legged  bass player with a boyish grin who turned out to be bottle blonde and that's another story( how are the commas doing Cath?).But Bill. Mr Nighy. It's not just the voice, although that helps, or his acting ability or the way his hair flops in a certain way or the gentle gleam of his eyes through heavy rimmed black spectacle frames.It's in the curl of his lip.It's so subtle but when he speaks the words hover on that curl and when the rich tone spills from those lips its mesmerising.
Great pair of legs too.....