Built my first Ikea flat pack of the job. The first of many I'm sure. The other assistant and I built it in the foyer of our director's accomodation so it was ready to be taken inside sometime this evening. At several moments during the build I resisted the urge to say 'The glamour of TV!' to my relatively green colleague but I didn't want to crush her hopes and dreams. That light faded from my eyes long ago I realized, I'm so used to scuttling food and hocking kit around that the magic of the silver screen feels alien to my efforts - I exist so deep in the periphery that I'm barely an extra.
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