Ted talk about the Seed Cathedral and the new Routemaster. And then there was the moment that I was too shy to say hello at the V&A, just after I'd side-swiped Zaha Hadid with my handbag (oh, the shame) and scuttled home. Then I saw him speak at a dinner - about the garden bridge project. And then I was lucky enough to bag an invite to the opening of the Olympic Cauldron at the Museum of London last Thursday (spied Grayson Perry - all very exciting - fabulously coordinated make up and dress). Mr H was stood just to my right as I took these shots. He was being mobbed, and I didn't want to be another mobbee. So I played it cool, and ignored him. Oh dear, this makes me sound like a stalker - dear reader, entirely unintentional. Next time, because this is likely given the current track record, I will say hello and gush just a little bit and then make my excuses due to excessive flustering. A glass or two of champagne courage will be required.