Oh my God! Where do I start? I'm no stranger to meeting Jake Gyllenhaal but tonight was without parallel. At one point, security guard Romeo came up to me, shook me by the hand and assured me I was famous and asked me what was my secret. I replied it was something to do with standing firm and hollering. So with thanks to Romeo, to Ruby, to Uli, to Anouska, to Milly and above and beyond to Jake - here is a little bit of what happened to me today. There will be much more - I have videos and photos to download and upload but this is a little bit of a day that I will remember for the rest of forever.
Let me start with the end. Jake Gyllenhaal and Gemma Arterton spent a wonderfully long time on this red carpet - so long that, by the time they reached me, in a special prize winners' pen, they were in a rush - time for the freerunning. But Gemma tarried and throughout the display and subsequent interviews I yelled out 'Jake, Jake Jake!' (I can be subtle, honest!) and that we loved him. People laughed. Jake turned round on at last three occasions to smile at me, and - with a heart piercing jump for joy, Jake asked his people if he could come back to us at the back.
Jake did. He got to me. He signed my We Make Our Own Destiny book and I told him he was wonderful and I loved his films and that this meant a great deal. Jake reached out with his right hand, squeezed my left arm and looked straight in my eyes and said vey slowly 'Thank you, man'. I reached out and squeezed his right arm. It was a moment, friends. Incidentally, I'm not a man and I think Jake knows that...
I also got autographs from an exceedingly beautiful Gemma Arterton, a lovely Reece Ritchie and young William Foster. I got Jerry's autograph yesterday and so I didn't pursue it. Sir Ben Kingsley was close and I got some good photos of him but he didn't sign near me, neither did Toby Kebbell. The big let down was Mike Newell who made no attempt to sign anywhere and just rushed straight passed us all into the hospitality tent behind us. Not a glance. Unfortunately, Kerry Katona did make an effort to give autographs to all. I stayed firm and resisted.
Jake clearly loved his evening - you'll see from the videos I post tomorrow, that he thoroughly enjoyed the Parkour and freerunning display. I also captured some horseplay while the clips played. I, however, missed all of the displays because I was riveted throughout to this golden man.
Pictures from WDW, the hugely photographically gifted Ruby and my new friend (with the biggest camera this side of the Alps), Milly. Please no reproductions as these are mainly not mine (the rubbish ones are mine...).
More to come! What a day. I lost my Red Sox cap today - I think it was worth it ...