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London & Val

Saturday, was our trip to London to see Val Kilmer in The Postman Always Rings Twice. We had a wonderful time in London (with only one exception).
I have to admit that I was a bit more star-struck than I thought I would be. Either that or it was just the fact that it was Val I was going to see & maybe my affection for him has not faded as much as I thought!
Wayne suggested we find out if we can wait around after the show to get Val's Autograph & just the thought of it made me nervous & enthusiastic! I had trouble sleeping the night before - like a little kid at Christmas & woke Wayne up bright & early to get the day going as soon as possible!
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Upon arriving in London, we went straight to the theatre to pick up the tickets. I surprised even myself as we walked up & I clapped jumping up & down when I saw his picture displayed outside the theatre and his name up in lights! It was like I was 13 again with my huge crush on the man believing I was his biggest fan! Wayne enjoyed my display of enthusiasm & even took pictures of me next to the photos outside the theatre. We picked up the tickets & confirmed we could wait to get his autograph after the show & I instantly had stars in my eyes!
With a couple of hours to kill before our dinner reservations, we decided to take in the sites of London. We walked from the west side to the east over a bridge. I had no idea where we were headed & again, gasped with childlike excitement when I saw the London Eye over the bridge & Big Ben just down the street! I took countless photographs of both sites (as I

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