BBC Sherlock Fan Forum - Serving Sherlockians since February 2012 / A challenge....open the doors to your mind palace :)

**Posted by This Is The Phantom Lady** March 17, 2014 10:29 pm

This one might be over the top... but I just can't get that cigar smoking picture out of my head.

I have become Ben's secretary. He has an office in London; doing some charity and film stuff. I'm new on the job and very nervous about my abilities to work for someone like that.
I knock on his door with a message for him.
"Come in" he says dryly and I step in, my knees shivering but I keep a brave face. He sits at his desk lighting a cigar. I hold my breath.
"I have a message for you from..."
"You forgot something" he puts down the lighter and blows smoke into the room in my direction.
"Mr Cumberbatch" I say and swallow. "I have a message for you"
"I have a message for you, sir!" he corrects me. puffing more smoke towards me. I am shaking
"I'm sorry, Mr Cumberbatch, Sir" I get flustered. he sighs and rolls his eyes.

Then he starts laughing
"Sorry, I couldn't... I'm really sorry" he cracks up and puts the cigar down.

and... I have melted.

**Posted by clareiow** March 17, 2014 10:34 pm

Tinks wrote:
clareiow wrote:
Tinks wrote:
That's a good one Clare - I can totally see him being at something like the I.O.W festival
I've been wondering if he was at the Austin one this week, actually.

Well that's what I thought!! I think he may have been at the 2008 festival. And I was there too. But then again you try finding a famous face in 80,000. Not easy lol!

Backstage is easier, I've met some really lovely people (and some complete arseholes!)

How frustrating to be so near him and yet so far!!!
And now I'm intrigued by who the arseholes were!

Ha!!! Well when I say arseholes I mean to say they think they're better than everyone else. For example, keane...lead singer wouldn't talk to anyone, the other band members were lovely. Same for kaiser chiefs. Also, the lesser bands who weren't even famous - they were the worst!

Sergio Pizzorno from kasabian was my ultimate favourite though, he was just lovely! And my colleagues who did the festival before me said Dave Grohl from foo fighters was a legend!

Phantom....your imagination is bloomin awesome!!

**Posted by kaye** March 23, 2014 6:23 pm

Lovely thread Clare! I am glad you started it. I've really enjoyed reading everyone's meeting fantasies. But Clare - I think you have a real *in* with the book story and the bottle of whiskey. If you ever get the chance, you should try it! Seriously. I bet Ben has never heard a story like that from a fan.
As for my mind palace - it's similar to some of the ones I've read here. Usually he spots me from afar in a pub; or I arrive way to early for my plane, and Ben is waiting in the lounge, watching me; or I know mutual friends of his, and we meet at a dinner party they are hosting. Things like that. It is interesting to note that in all of these senarios, I am 20 years younger and about 40 pounds lighter than I am today! LOL~ I am 15 years older than Ben, so in my dreams he meets the younger me.

**Posted by clareiow** March 23, 2014 7:13 pm

Welcome to the conversation Kaye!

I do wonder whether I should....I mean I don't know what he would constitute a "good book" but if I'm in it, it must be great lol!!

And I think he'd like the story....I think...

**Posted by This Is The Phantom Lady** March 23, 2014 7:19 pm

I still believe you should!

So.. in my letter to him I couldn't help but mention Hamlet and how I personally always had that play as a part of my life; even running around Elsinore Castle reciting 'To Be Or Not To Be'... and well. Imagine if he wanted to visit Denmark to prepare for the role as The Prince of Denmark...

He'd contact me and ask him to meet him at a hotel in Copenhagen. he would offer me a cup of tea before I escorted him to the castle and we would just walk around reciting the play; me playing Ophelia and we would just have a laugh about it all.

**Posted by clareiow** March 23, 2014 7:21 pm

Aww that's a nice scenario there Phantom!

Wonder what whiskey he likes?? If I was picking personally....it'd be Ardbeg or Talisker...

**Posted by rebeccaholmes** March 23, 2014 7:56 pm

Oh Cumberbabe, that sounds like such a good little fantasy you've got going on there!

**Posted by This Is The Phantom Lady** March 23, 2014 7:59 pm

Awww, now there is a true dream, Cumberbabe!

**Posted by clareiow** March 23, 2014 8:02 pm

Cumberbabe that is one awesome fantasy!!

I had a nice one today, which Cumberbabe and Rebecca already know about!!

So I'm at the festival and he's there ( as previously imagined ;) ) and I've had a few to drink and say "fancy going for a run tomorrow?" And I invite him to Parkrun, and he's saying "I don't know, I'm camping". My reply? "So I'm offering you the chance to see me all sweaty on skin tight clothing, and you turn me down because you're camping?" (Tipsy, obviously!)

Next morning, he's there. And we run together, have a real laugh and go for coffee on the seafront after....

Oh I love my imagination sometimes!!

**Posted by This Is The Phantom Lady** March 23, 2014 8:14 pm

Aaw! Imagination is a fantastic thing!

I had a bit of a disturbing dream the other night and I posted it about it here... pretty much Ben murdering me and, and then Sherlock solving the murder... actually the murder scene was from a fan fic I'm working on...

I think I'll turn it into something...

Okay; I've landed the part of the latest victim in a Sherlock episode and I've almost turned it down because I will be naked in the scene. But I decide it's my one chance and do it either way.

I stand up (Obviously certain parts are covered up with tape and skin coloured panties); looking like I'm tied by the hands to a water pipe; made up to look like I've been strangled by a chord. Ben is in his Sherlock costume and has to sniff my skin and move me slightly. He is a sweetheart and before the filming starts he tries his best to make me comfortable with the whole thing.

I feel his hands touch my collar bone and I can't stop moving; I'm really ticklish there. the director yells 'Cut' and I blush opening my eyes and look into his eyes.

"Sorry! I'm really ticklish" I whisper. his hand is still on me.
"Oh gosh... sorry" he says and let go of me.

When we finally manage to get through the scene he takes me out for a drink and after a few he leans in and whispers

"How ticklish are you?"

**Posted by This Is The Phantom Lady** March 23, 2014 8:25 pm

Do feel free to borrow it! xD

If only I had Moftiss' adress I'd send them this idea... and make an audition! To be fair; not only do I not have the body for that... secondly... I would litterally die.

**Posted by clareiow** March 23, 2014 8:27 pm

Lol phantom!!

That's the thing with my fantasies....they're all carefully crafted ones that could actually happen.....

I've not gone to town like you guys!!

**Posted by This Is The Phantom Lady** March 25, 2014 1:54 pm

Aw!

Uh, this is actually a dream I had one night some years ago (Only it was with Cillian Murphy).

I'm in my home; going by my own business as usual. I hear a knock on my door and nervously open the door (I'm not used to have people around). I get so flustered I don't even check the peephole. When I open the door there he is... Benedict effin' Cumberbatch! I get such a fright that I close the door and my face contorts in a silent scream. Then I open the door again; my cheeks going bright red. I welcome him in and shivering ask him if he'd like some tea.

I struggle to say anything and nearly spill the tea as I serve him. Then I remember I have pictures of him on my wall and catch him looking at the B/W Sherlock picture where I put a red lipstick kiss on the neck and I'm about to die of shame.

"Sorry to barge in on you like this... but I was in the country and, uh, I got the painting and the socks you sent me. It means a lot".
I can barely hear him. All I'm thinking is 'sht, sht... he thinks I'm a weirdo!!'.

I regain my composure and we actually end up having a nice talk about some of the other things I have on my walls...

But I never get over the fact that he saw those pictures.