Nice guy Colin worth making a big deal over

with Yvonne Joye

Published 29/03/2012 | 09:42

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IHAD an "understanding" with my husband that should Colin Farrell (it used to be Tom Cruise, but I went off him) ever wanted to bed me, I could have carte blanche with the movie star without it ever affecting our marriage. And would you believe that all this time, it has been a wonderful arrangement, cordial and civilised without causing one ounce of trouble in all the time we've been together (my husband and me). That is until the day I actually got to meet the man himself (the movie star- not my husband).

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Colin Farrell is not just a pretty face but he is a pretty decent guy too because, in between the movies, the women and the wildness, he lent his face and voice to DEBRA Ireland, the charity that supports sufferers of Epidermoylsis Bullosa (EB) – a sophisticated description for a condition that affects the very innocent. Children born with EB are born with skin as fragile as a butterfly's wing. Even the slightest touch causes them painful wounds and oozing sores that require consistent dressing, which in itself is horrendously painful and laborious, taking hours at a time. It is a physical and mental marathon, run on a daily basis by patients and their families.

I knew little about EB (often referred to as "butterfly" disease) before I met Colin Farrell. I was invited along only because I boasted too loudly about my little "thing" for the guy and whether or not the gauntlet was being thrown or my bluff being called, it didn't much matter to me. I was off to meet Colin Farrell.

It was a reception where Mr. Farrell was to meet several families living with the condition and then would take one of EB'S oldest surviving patients out to dinner. As I say, a decent guy.

However, on entering the small reception, it was not the looks of an Irish film star made good that grabbed my attention, but rather the children who visibly showed the anger of a disease that knows no cure. As the man of the moment shook hands with hands that were ravaged by EB and as he touched limbs that silently suffered beneath the bandages, the beaming faces upturned, expectant, never once revealed the torture inside. The movie star wasn't the only actor in the room.

When I finally did got to meet Colin Farrell, I decided not to bed him. He was no longer a pin-up or a sex symbol. He was a man with compassion and time and rather than being impressed with the idol I supposed, I was more in awe of the man he actually was. As he shook my hand, I introduced him to my husband who was there at my insistence because I thought it only fair to let Colin Farrell know that I was a married woman and to let my husband know that the "understanding" was there no longer."

Join Team Debra Ireland to put "A nurse on the road" in the Lady's Mini-marathon, June 4.

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