I thought we were Friends?

Do you ever get so involved with a story that you begin to feel a fondness not at all unlike friendship with the characters?  It happened for me the first time as a child, probably while reading either The Secret Garden, or Little Women, I hated that spoiled rotten Colin but sneaking him out to the garden and telling him to get up and walk sure sounded great, and I really wanted to be Jo's friend so I could convince her she was foolish to ignore Laurie.  It's happened a few times since as I've grown older I've attached myself and inserted myself into various stories.  I admit it.  I think its one of the wonderful things about reading, its a harmless escape into an alternate universe.  Its imaginary.  Its ok.  

But something unique has happened recently, and I'm afraid its really quite foolish. Cave Man and  I have been enjoying the show "Long Way Down" (Via Netflix) and I'm afraid I've allowed myself to "make friends" with Ewan McGregor and his good buddy Charley Boorman as they've ridden motorcycles from Scotland to the tip of Africa. Its really quite silly, but I'm laughing at their silly antics like its all an inside joke between the four of us.  When Ewan's wife showed up in Malawi, I was so excited for him! And so bummed for poor Charley who never really loved the idea to start with, but was an awfully good sport when it all came down to it.  Its the most ridiculous thing ever.  Really, EVER.

I've never been the girl to develop a celebrity crush, or to really think much of fame or famous people.  Maybe I'm just too practical.  What's the point, right?  But I will admit, I feel as though I'm on a first name basis with these guys and their crew, and it wouldn't surprise me a bit if they showed up at a family picnic.  In fact, I think I would be a bit crushed if any one of them walked past me and didn't recognize me as their long lost friend from their trip to Africa. 

Silly, isn't it?  I guess even a Cave Mom can surprise herself once in a while.  But I think they'd like me, because I  I would have karate chopped Dai in the neck when he found his "lost" passport...all in good fun of course ;)

Go ahead, laugh at me, because I'm cracking myself up with this one, but if they showed up on my doorstep asking for a spot of lemonade...you bet I'd make them some.  And then I'd ask if they brought a slide show with them, just for old times sake, you know?