Joanna Lumley is the nicest person in the world.
She walks on air and her smile exudes sunshine.
She heals the sick and even lets some old fighting dude knock about in the country a bit longer.
I've loved her literally my entire life, from Ab Fab to Girl Friday to Shirley Valentine to that program where she went to the Artic Circle and talked about seeing the Northern Lights a lot and then saw them and then I had a little cry.
When I got the call to say she was coming in, I instantly felt sick and thought I was going to do a Kyle all over her heartbreakingly beautiful blouse (she seems like a blouse wearer).
If I was standing up, I would have fallen over.
Anyway, she came in, looking suitably stunning with a little neck scarf and her hair tied up.
When offered coffee she was basically the politest person ever and only wanted it if it wasn't too much trouble.
Too much trouble????
Joanna, I would go to Columbia, grow and collect the beans for you myself, collect the water from my own tears and fashion a mug with clay I have dug for you.
But that would take ages.
Literally nothing is too much trouble for you Joanna.
Because my heart and soul belong to you.
Forever and always.
