on sharing one's fantasies

As the secretary of the Urbane Society for Skeptical Romantics I need to remind myself from time to time of my romantic delusions - that's to say I don't have any trouble maintaining the delusions but I rarely give them any space here.

So, after a reasonably rare spot of TV viewing, I hereby declare the new love of my life, one Keeley Hawes, of Spooks (though I found the show, or this episode at least, a little less than convincing). I hereby admit to gasping with (romantic) disbelief at her magnificent intellect. She replaces Sarah Blasko (discovered circuitously via Larvatus Prodeo of all sites) for this week only.