On Twitter the other day someone asked, "Who was your first celebrity crush?" I answered Francesca Annis and showed a photo of her in a British TV series about Lillie Langtree. I didn't see that series when it first came out in 1979 (we didn't get PBS then), but I saw a photo of her in it and she was very beautiful! The series itself I saw a decade later. (It has wonderful theme music by Joseph Horovitz.)
When my sister was young she had a big crush on Leonard Nimoy, but not from his Spock role on Star Trek--it was from his role as Paris, master of disguise, on Mission: Impossible! And my other sister had a crush on Robert Vaughan as Napoleon Solo in The Man From UNCLE!
I've never yet gone in for serious romance. I guess my greatest love is for the socialist movement. It pained me when the Labour Party lost the British elections of 1992. (If it had happened just six months later, after the August market crash, they'd clearly have won!) And it pained me when Tony Blair took over the party and effected a "Third Way" sellout on crucial issues like privatization, in the name of "electability." Sure, they won the next election, but they would have even if they'd been led by Stalin! (Beware the "post hoc ergo propter hoc" fallacy.) But their new leader Jeremy Corbyn has given me hope again. One thing I like about him is that he doesn't drink, something he has in common with me.
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