I know you’re all waiting with bated breath to hear whether I got to meet Johnny again yesterday.
Well, yes, thank you for asking.Â I did!
I am exhausted.Â By the end of the day I was nearly on my knees with the combined effects of a sleepless night, the crowds, hours of standing, and incipient heatstroke, but it was all worth it. The man is incredible:Â handsome, sexy, elegant, patient and generous to his fans – and just plain nice.
I had almost decided not to go because of my shoulders and the travelling, and then the standing around all day in what promised to be very high temperatures, but OH is a sweetheart and he took me down the night before and on Monday morning nice and early, he sent me into South Woodford tube station with instructions to have a good day and say hello to Heathrow Jen for him.Â Now, HJ wasn’t able to get there in the morning, so her lovely friend Pinky met me in Leicester Square and stood in for her till she could come to meet us in the afternoon.
HJ very thoughtfully sent a little folding stool via Pinky for me to sit on. Â So we sat, and we stood, and we sat some more, and we tried not to melt, and we watched the crews put up the decorations and security barriers, and build enclosures for the press and a little ‘stage’ area for the interviews.Â And the trucks came in to get everything ready for the outside broadcasting stuff.
And eventually it was time for the fun to begin.Â The ticket holders for the premiere were let through to go in and sit down and the sun beat down and time passed. Very.Â Slowly.
Most of the crowd were impeccably behaved up to this point, but as the time drew near, those at the back began to inch forward, and those of us at the front had to do some pretty neat footwork to stay upright.Â There was a young lady near to us who – for some reason best known to herself – wanted more space than anyone else and she leaned and pushed and leaned until I was half a yard from my handbag and getting less and less space by the minute. Â There’s always one, huh?
This young lady was very sweet though.Â This is Kahlie from Pennsylvania, and she and her friend were behind us at the barriers.
Kahlie managed to get the coveted autograph on that magazine, only it looked a little dog-eared by then.Â I’m sure she didn’t mind.Â And if only all the fans were like these two lovely young ladies, there would be never be any trouble at all!
Then a man from Johnny Depp’s security detail came along to tell us that he’d be arriving soon, but that he’d be walking right by us without stopping because he’d have to go straight to the interviews.Â However, he assured us he’d be back later,Â and so we went on waiting in happy expectation.
We didn’t have to worry about not noticing when the right car turned up.Â A crescendo of screaming erupted when Johnny arrived.Â Sure enough, he strode cheerfully along the red carpet, grinning and raising his hand in greeting, but not stopping.Â Having been warned, I was ready with my camera and got a bit of video for you, and you can see how jostled we all were by the wobbliness of it as I turned to follow him.Â It wasn’t just the adrenaline, honest!
And so he did his funky stuff and then began signing for the crowd, but because he was late arriving, he didn’t have time to get around more than halfway before he had to go inside the theatre for the opening he was due to give on-stage.Â A collective groan arose from the crowd and I hate to tell you that there were some very rude cries of ‘Johnny – COME BACK!!’ and suchlike utterances.
But being veterans, we simply waited, and then the lady next to me called a security guy over and quizzed him and he said, yes, Johnny would be back out again, but he had no idea when, it could be ten minutes or it could be two hours.Â Ha!Â Those in the know are well aware that he never watches the whole movie, and sure enough it was only about half an hour before he was back out and catching up on the signing duties, bless him.
To cut a very long story short, eventually we could see him approaching, nodding, smiling, and signing autographs.Â Miss PushYouAllOverSideways wasn’t done yet though, and just as Johnny arrived and was standing right there in front of me, she leaned on us once again and I nearly went flying.Â And I have to admit she did me a huge favour.
A strong hand clasped mine and held me steady, warm brown eyes looked over the top of spectacles straight into mine, and a voice said:
‘Are you alright there?Â Are you getting squished?’
Yes, Johnny Depp himself reached out to steady me, and expressed a proper concern for my welfare!Â Isn’t that something?Â I tell you, a more warm and human superstar you could not hope to meet.Â Amazingly, I found my voice in time to answer and thank him, but he has that effect on people. He stuns you, but also somehow makes it easy to respond.
Anyway.Â Needless to say, I don’t have a picture of this event. It’s a miracle I still have the camera after yesterday.Â But here’s a picture of the delightfully pretty Marion Cotillard instead.
I thought she might go some way to placating all you jealous guys out there.
Oh – and there will be an ABC Wednesday post up later.
Watch this space.