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Who has dwarved a Dwarf?

 

As most of you probably know I made the decision to step away from the madness of The Hobbit  promotional tour, and now I’m in the delicious position of receiving a daily dose of new (well, new to me anyway…) RA and dwarf news.

Talk about a gift that keeps on giving 😉

I was browsing through the pictures taken on the 12th December, 2012 when The Duke of Cambridge attended the 65th Royal Film Performance 2012, at the Odeon in Leicester Square, London (and curtseying while I was doing so, you know, just to stick to protocol…).

Holy cow!

Do you see what’s strange with this picture?

Well, apart from Aidan Turner  photobombing the heir to the throne…

Image: Zimbio.com

Someone has managed to dwarf the leading dwarf!!

Prince William stands at 6′ 3″, creating an interesting effect which I haven’t seen before since I’ve followed (obsessed, drooled, gone crazy over, whatever you choose to call it…) Richard Armitage.

 At 6′ 2″ (and a disputable/questionable half…quick, someone bring me a tape measure) it seems Richard isn’t looking down at someone for a change.

Here’s a better pic from Me+Richard where you’ll find a plethora of other pictures capturing this moment.

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Although William strikes a dashing pose, I think Richard has him beat in the regal department , so nice try Duke, but I’ll stick to my Prince Charming if you don’t mind…

William can keep his titles and palaces, I know whose hairline I’d like to run my fingers through.

In the battle of the Roman nose, I smell anti-royalistic moods.

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Talking about the Armitage nose, the lovely lady in the black dress standing to Richard’s right is apparently his mother (although I’m not sure it’s ever been confirmed), but she looks proud as punch, and why shouldn’t she?

Mrs Armitage actually looks so much like my mother, I think I need to talk to a shrink to analyze how I feel about that (OK, I don’t actually see one, but it is eery as all heck!).

Back to the topic of the nice lady, this reminds me of the interview for a Polish breakfast show Dzień Dobry TVN  (it’s the second clip or watch below) where she’s asked who he called first when he found out he’d be playing Thorin as the film had just got the green light (at 2:02).

Richard’s answer:

I think I called my mum! 

Smelling salts!!

Quick, someone pass me the smelling salts!

This man’s cuteness will be the death of me 😉

Richard Armitage

Ps. Consulted the mother doppelgänger issue with my sister Magzy, freaking her the hell out…

Yup, she concurs, mother to Mr RA + mother to Ms AM= twins

 

My Nearest and Dearest are Dwarven’ Awesome, and here’s why…

I’d like to start by thanking everyone for their birthday wishes 🙂

I don’t really like to make a BIG fuss around the day, with one exception.

My nearest do not apply and the bigger the fuss the better 🙂

On Armitage Day I shared with you the cake my sister designed for me the previous year, which you can see here.

This year I asked that the calories count be kept low because I have a pair of Hobbit jeans I’s like to squeeze into soon.

I did love the cake from last year and just when I though that was the coolest birthday surprise ever, my family proved me wrong.

This year I got 5 postcards.

OK, it wasn’t only 5 postcards, but for dramatic effect let’s stick to the concept of:

For my birthday I got 5 postcards, one from each member of my immediate family.

And let me tell you, these are the best postcards ever.

Let me explain:

The first card was from my mom.

Well, hello there Captain Armitage.

I salute you!

I feel safer already knowing you’re in the cockpit…

The back of the postcard said, in rhyme:

Translation: My dear, We’re sending you on a long journey, and a flight above Amsterdam. Avoid temptation and don’t inhale any of that Amsterdam ‘mist’.

Prepare your passport and boarding pass, as Captain Richard will fly you out.

Kisses Mom

What I adore about this is that the street name is: On the Way to London St. and the postal code of the address is actually the one for the Warsaw Airport 🙂

The next postcard was from my dad.

That’s one hotel I wouldn’t mind checking into 🙂

Can I ask for extra towels?

On the flip side:

Translation: My dear, it would be nice, if walking around London was pleasant for you, so  we booked a hotel close to the centre for you.

You’ll feel comfortable there like in biblical heaven.

Overlooking your comfort, and this is no joke, is the dedicated concierge Richard.

Kisses Dad.

The next card is from my Sister Dearest.

Now, you can see why this card is close to my heart.

I’m on constant diets and and looking forward to eating Fish&chips almost as much as seeing The Hobbit!

On the back:

I will never let you down Magzy, nor will I let Cook Richard down, therefore Miss Piggy from Piggleton (love it!) promises to stuff her porker face at the local chippy just for you two 🙂

The next card is from my BFF and I just cracked up when I saw Monet as a Beefeater!

I think they may suspect I have a tad of a crush on Richard Armitage, because Max goes on to say:

I’m in the process of getting my name and address legally changed to the one featured on this postcard 🙂

I think it suits me very well!

This is the last card:

It would seem I’m going on and Unexpected Journey of my very own 🙂

Five wonderful postcards that make me suspicious that they may be on to me and have an inkling that I’m a bit partial to Richard Armitage.

I really do wonder what gave it away?

Anyway, it would seem that my dearest are sticking me on board a plane heading towards London via Amsterdam (no promises about the mist though, when in Rome…), I’ll be staying in a beautiful stylish boutique hotel in the centre and Ill get a chance to see The Hobbit 2 weeks before it opens in my country.

BEST. BIRTHDAY. PRESSIE. EVER!

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