Sunday, 9 August 2009

Twas the day before shooting...

Here's what to do if you've spent the whole year planning a film and are suddenly faced with it being the evening before the big event:

No, not pig out on houmous, but go shopping for the first few days of food for the shoot. Yeah, that won't be stressful at all. Actually, the experience was made less traumatic by the enlisting of a faithful friend and her shopping skills. Credit where credit is due, Miss Batty:

I hate shopping at the best of times but buying food for twenty-ish people could be slightly nightmarish in the wrong hands.

We then headed home where, after a final crew meeting, I retreated to Helen's to do a little Ferris Bueller-esque tribute to Mr. John Hughes, rest his soul, and Helen and I took turns in the hammock while Elwood the cat chased moths.

THAT's what you're supposed to do on the eve of making a feature film.

Oh, and then there's the pink handcuffs. They are related to the film, but you can slot them into the day's adventures any way you like...

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