On the Horizon

Halfway through my day of not working I got a text asking if I could jump in to help out on a project in Wales for a week. I ain't got much else going on so I said yes and now I'm starting to really look forward to it. The only other big job to do before then is sort out Rebecca's bookcase and we"re making even bigger strides now. I sanded down the boards so their ready to use, I got a ScrewFix basket full of all the other bits and bobs ready to collect after our holiday next week.

 Lots to look forward to. A week of work, a boat holiday and some new shelves. 

Superb Shelves

I actually ended up doing one little bit of work for people first thing this morning, but after that I basically took the day off to good off. We're all off on a family holiday in the next couple of days so my attention is being drawn to packing and prepping for that. I also went over to Lucy's brother's place to go pick up some pieces of plywood. A very late Birthday present from me to Rebecca was a set of shelves for her ever growing library of books. What I really struggled with was finding bit of wood that fit the bill that didn't cost the earth and it's moon. As it happens, Lucy's brother has access to a few off cuts and very generously offered to cut it all down to size for us. We're thrilled with how it looks, now it just lies with me and a power drill to make the dream a reality.

Day's Up for Daily

Finished up my last day of temp cover on a shoot. I surrendered my access card and my spot on the production truck, I ate my last crew lunch and waved farewell as I collected the rushes. It wasn't super impactful of course, they're still going on for a little while yet, but it was nice to have joined them for a spell. Back to the yonder of naught for me now. 

Truck DJ, Encore

My main responsibility today was being truck DJ. I'm fast approaching the end of my tenure so it doesn't make much sense to be given any more long term responsibilities, instead I'm just dealing with everything as it comes in. I'll mostly be doing my receipts tomorrow and get ready to hand the reins back to the real team member. Been a fun couple of days though, nice to get a few more pennies in the bank too. I'm feeling the sting of sleeping less hours though, as if I were on a long job. How the hell did I do it all when I was younger? I crave sleep now like I yearn for tiramisu.

Under Everything

Everyone at work had a thousand yard stare. I'm just a daily and I still felt the second-hand exhaustion of it all. Personally I was a little under slept and undernourished. The milk in our fridge curdled and I didn't find out until I poured it all over my precious Fruit & Fibre. Even now I'm back home enjoyingy evening I just feel like the husk of a person. A proper night's sleep will set things right, and right now that sounds better than a paid holiday.

Healthy Competitive Streak

The social weekend continues. I got a chance to rest up after last night's exploits, which put me in good stead for a a pair of back to back board game sessions. We met up with Mark and Lucy for a BBQ and board games lunch, as we packed down the last game Rebecca and I whizzed across Bristol to head to a new friend's house for dinner and more games. Both old and new chums today basically, all united by a healthy competitive streak and a love of games.

Delicious Sweat

In spite of getting 8 hours sleep, I still woke up groggy. And in my living room. We're still down there in the heat wave and it still caught me off guard when I woke up. Rebecca felt identical to me, headachey and in a stupour. So we both took it super slow, careful not to overexert ourselves in the heat. I had a long Birthday blowout party to go to later and I wasn't in any state to head out without a midday nap.

15 minutes later I was a whole now man. I was then at the pub have chats, on a boat having pints, watching England play in the world cup, then onto a bar for a final bout of drinks and dance. About 5 years ago as the mist of COVID was starting to lift I remember going out to dance with some crew, one of them was especially eager for a real session. "I just want to taste somebody else's sweat in my mouth". That was the line that always stuck with me - a true measure of how hard you're looking to go. I daresay a few innocent bystanders may have gotten a few droplets on their tongue.

Base Runner

Did more of my thing on set today. Wrangling ice and all other manners of things that land in my lap. We all thought the heatwave would be subsiding but we were still in for a warm one but we just about got through it all. I inadvertently ended up doing a spot of Base Running this afternoon. I stood by for cast, put them in the chair and grabbed lunch orders - all in a day's work for little old me. 

Sleeping Downstairs

 Got into work early to get a handle on the shoot day, wrangling ice and waters at every turn. The temperature in my car just climbed up and up and up. Good thing I was sat in it all day, slowly cooking myself.

Rebecca and I moved the mattresses downstairs this evening so we could sleep in the comparitivly cool living room. I slept so badly recently that I'm about ready to drift away. 

The Ice Man Cometh

Back on a Production truck, sorting out problems and making dreams come true. For the most part I was sourcing ice for the crew, money is apparently super tight so the gold prize is getting ice for free from local venues. A bowling alley obliged us for a Google review, but after that it was tough pickings. When I got home I batch made iced tea for myself and Rebecca - I sampled the tester and ended up drinking all of it. Now we got three liters of the stuff! 

At the tail of of the day we caught wind that our local board game place was hosting an impromptu evening, mostly to flaunt their new air conditioning. Like lizards who just wanted off their hot rocks, we made the pilgrimage up the road to enjoy feeling a normal temperature for a couple of hours. 

Ice for Days

Just been batch making ice cubes for most of the day, hording them like a squirrel. Every 4 hours, cubes come out the tray, into a box, tray refilled, rinse and repeat. Got enough for doomsday now, also known as tomorrow.

Only twice in my life now have I seen a Red Weather warning for heat, and of course it's those two days where I'm going to be driving around in a car without air conditioning. I'll be careful mind, plenty of water etc, but it's just a sorry state of affairs we find ourselves in. Just before bed tonight I played some online games with Louis while I sat in the hottest room of the house. I kid you not, the heat started to get to my computer, causing all sorts of problems. Guess I'll just back off for a couple of days.

I'm back on a job for just over a week now, parachuting as a covering member of the Production team. It ain't glamorous, but it pays the bills. 

Toy Story 5

With a couple of days work coming up I treated today as a mini finishing things up day. My current game and book were completed before midday and as a small bonus I taught myself how to make a decent iced tea to combat the heat. I nailed it right out the gate I'm pleased to say - and I don't even like tea! Better still ai think I cracked open the writing project I'm doing, I had one of those epiphany moments on how to restructure it to make my conclusion hit harder.

And EVEN better yet, we took Louis and Rachel up to see Toy Story 5. If you thought the fourth one was unwarranted, then you may want to skip this one. The franchise formula is a bit long in the tooth now and the sense of danger and creativity wanes with every entry. I know it's folly to believe that a long-standing sequel to something that should have probably ended years ago might still have the magic, but Toy Story 5 is inessential. 

How Many Toy Stories?!

Sunday's a meant for lazing around and catching movies on the hoof. We're heading to the cinema to watch Toy Story 5 tomorrow, so Rebecca wanted to refresh her memory with the fourth one. It sure is the black sheep of the bunch (maybe 5 will be even moreso, TBC). While it still has all the heart you'd expect, the pacing and sense of humour is way out there, disconnecting it all from the previous movies. I mean, it's still a good time, but it ain't exactly hall of famer. Guess we'll see how 5 holds up tomorrow.

Calm Before the Warm

The calm before the warm today. It's also one of the only weekends we have coming up without any plans so we enjoyed being coach potatos. I was playing games and reading my book for the most part, quietly chipping away at my hobbies. Since it wasn't so hot we roasted a chicken today so we wouldn't have to put the oven on to cook so much over next week. That and we stocked up on ice creams. Bring it on heatwave.

Backrooms

Bided my time today doing all the usual bits and bobs. The main event was a trip out to the cinema with Rebecca a couple of my old work gang to watch Backrooms. We've done quite well in getting through some modern horror films together now, I guess we all just commiserate together in our fear. This was our first attempt at a big horror film on the silver screen though and it was a huge success. It helped the film was just the right amount of scary. Lots of disconcerting imagery, liminal spaces and handheld cameras. Considering most of the film consists of great actors looking concerned as they silently navigate a labyrinth, the tension was maintained throughout and it went by in a heartbeat. We've been really treated to a lot of horror films that don't fit into the 'quiet, quiet, bang' category in the last couple of years and I'm a firm believer that horror should delight more than it scares.

Ragu

Set my focus timer (the one that plants a little tree on my phone and tells me to not look at a screen for a couple of hours) and got to writing. I'm tugging at a couple of threads that have been left dangling and fraying for a while now. Things I've wanted to work on for a while but convinced myself I didn't have the time. Well, as luck would have it, time is all I have. That and a set of notepads and some fountain pens. 

When I wasn't focused I was hanging out with Rebecca. It was our 'anniversary' last weekend so we marked the occasion today with a trip to a very nice restaurant. Wine, fried artichokes, aioli, ragu and a pistachio panna cotta. What dreams are made of. Bristol in the summertime is a wonderful time and place, Dan and Jamie felt it too because they were nearby getting drinks out so we joined them to enjoy the cooling summer evening. 

Jetlagged at Home

My eyes jolted open a little after four this morning. I had no cause to be awake at that hour but my brain decided to kick itself into gear and start thinking about nonsense which made me restless. Defeated, I got up and got a very early start to my day, but it meant I was totally sapped of energy. I knew I was in for a late night too though as I signed up for some online games this evening, it was someone's birthday so it was bound to be a blowout. In fairness it was very much worth staying up for as the games of deception and teamwork was played with the perfect crowd. So ready to start the day properly tomorrow though.

Consolation Work

Thought getting up early was the secret ingredient to siezing the day but instead I hit roadblocks everywhere. Sat down to write but nothing came naturally. Went for a run but ran out of steam too quickly. Played a game but couldn't get past a tricky bit. I was half convinced that the day was out to get me. It 'almost' didn't feel deserved when I got a message for a week of work coming up. Naturally I jumped at the opportunity but I still couldn't shake how it felt like a bit of a consolation prize.

Bank Holiday Anyone?

Set myself out on a power morning to do a speed run of all the errands that went on ice over the weekend. Freezer defrosted. New toaster collected. Cat food pouches recycled in store. Brake light bulb replaced. Weekly shop completed. I managed to do all this before the coffee in my travel mug was cool enough to sip. With the chores done I gave our new TV a spin with some games and two movies. It basically sounds like I invented a Bank Holiday Monday today.

MS Paint Me

I aided Rebecca's parents in cooking a slap up breakfast for us. That was the hearty meal I needed before lifting out their old TV into our car and later loading it into our house. Did a little cable re-arrange and spruce in honour of the the living room centerpiece. At long last, we join the modem era and have access to HD live broadcasting. No more will Bake Off nights or Eurovision be witnessed in standard definition! 

I actually wanted to play around with it a bit more but I got suckered into some online games with some chums. We were all influenced by social media to get this new game where players hide themselves in a funny map, then paint themselves so they match their surroundings. I outdid myself by recreating the texture of a wooly jumper, all with the same tools as MS Paint. We had so much fun that we lost all track of time too. Only our yawns betrayed us and made us realize that sleep is probably a good idea.

There's a Plane

A bus and a train was all it took to get us to see some planes. The royal fly past took place today and it's become semi-traditional for us to join Rebecca's folks in doing some plane spotting. I mean, they already knew the order of every aircraft that would be going overhead so it was hardly spotting, but it was still a day out. Rebecca conked out asleep when we got home so I got to reading and pottering around, it's kinda nice being bored in someone else's house, it's like being on vacation but your phone already knows the wifi.

Fast Paced Friday

Tended to my cowboys briefly then went out on another quick run. I'm getting to a point now where my old pace is returning, I was dying the first time I ran a little quicker but it keeps getting easier. I packed a bag too as we were back off to London once again for a weekend celebrating Rebecca's Dad's Birthday. I'm mostly just here for vibes but it's always nice enjoying a change of scenery.

Cowboy Problem Solver

Had a pair of back to back bad night's sleep this week and now it's payback time. I slept in til a bit too late, but even Rebecca knew I needed the rest so she let me kip. At least I felt good and fresh for attacking my writing desk again. This time I was determined to crack the next Western campaign I've been cooking up. I hit a couple of roadblocks recently that kept me from really running with my idea. I nailed the setting and the scenario, but the actual activities for the players was a little up in the air. I got my problem solving hat on though and ironed those kinks into a crisp, clean line - these cowboys shall go to the ball.

Writing Spree (Thanks Stephen King)

Perhaps I internalized Stephen King's 'just lock yourself in a room and do some writing' mantra a little too much. I went to bed with a short article idea about Zelda last night and typed it all up this morning and afternoon. A thousand new words, written and edited in just a couple of hours, easily one of my best ever writing sprees this year. 

You can read the piece here - it's intentionally tounge-in-cheek and is more statical and jokey than anything else. But it was a joy to write, which is what it's all about.  

Ocarina Remake

Got up early to finish up playing a massive and flabby game about being a Yakuza in the 80's (aptly titled Yakuza). At times it has the heart of a John Woo Asian Action piece, with dramatic moments of bromance and bravado, but in between that it's a lot of tapping A to get through the dialogue. I also just about finished up ready Stephen King's memoir 'On Writing' which Rebecca thoughtfully got me as gift a while ago. There's lots of nuggets of wisdom in there, chief amount them being you just gotta listen to your gut and get writing. Good advice and always nice to hear one of the modern greats saying it. 

I did a little run now that the weather has cooled off a bit. All of this was to bide my time as I approached the  start time of the latest Nintendo Direct. The rumour were true, the final announcement of the show was a remake of Ocarina of Time. My heart has already decided that I'll always prefer the original, it's dreamy art style and sound design. But I look forward to seeing how they approach this remake and what bells and whistles they could add to the greatest game of all time.

Cereal Box Boy

Still watching the rain roll down the window as we enter June. I had to time my trip to the supermarket carefully so I didn't get soaked, but instead I got too hot carrying everything back. I realized last week that the bulkiest thing I get in the shop each week is my jumbo box of Fruit & Fiber. Most weeks I can't fit it in my bags so I end up clutching it through the park. I really hope I don't get a reputation as the cereal box boy.

I did a couple of other life admin but today, including putting in for the couple days work I did yesterday. As I sat dreaming about what my newfound riches could get me, a letter from HMRC came through the door. Inside was a massive tax rebate! I flipped over the Chance card of life, and it smiled at me. Thought Monday would be gloomy, but things are on the mend.

Book Club... Today?

Our plan was to hit the road back to Bristol pretty early after breakfast, but a overly long lie in altered our plans. It was just nice not to have a little cat attacking my feet for once so I slept without fear. We got back in good time ultimately AND I got to do some prep for my impromptu online book club meeting tonight... Which turned out to be in two weeks time. I'm just a man out of time these days. 

House Cooling

The cat attacked my feet at the exact moment in my dream that an unspeakable horror was chasing my through a ever-shifting corridor. Needless to say I was jolted awake with a newfound fear of God. Otherwise it was a calm morning. Porridge boiled on the stove and Don't Tell the Bride re-ran on the telly. 

Rebecca hit the streets in search of some final Birthday gift bits for her friend we were due to visit this evening for a 'house cooling' party (they're moving out). Rebecca and I split the drive up to London and caught the trains the rest of the way. All I know is that four hours somehow passed and all we were doing was chatting, now I'm on a night bus en route to bed. Today was our dutiful day, tomorrow we'll veg out on the couch. 

Rivals Episode 6

 Did part two of van driving, going back and forth to a handful of bases and dropping kit off. I bumped into even more familiar faces today, we've all been scattered across the four winds since Rivals but people still remember their work besties.

Speaking of Rivals, my old colleague invited Rebecca and me over to watch the mid-series finale episode tonight. Ever since reading the script for this particular episode I've been ravinous to see it put to screen. Today finally came and we all laughed, cheered and gasped at all the big moments. I had a silent smile the whole way through though as one thought kept turning over in my mind: 'They bloody did it.' 

Almost No Van

Had the morning to myself to do my usual spate of pottering and trying to do some writing. Come midday I was off to work! First point of call was going to pick up a van the Production team hired for me. I cruised up to the hire place, sunglasses on ready to take on the world and make some dollar. Then they declined our reservation as it needed a payment off a 'credit' card, not a debit. So I broke the bad news to the team and we were sent off to another hire house, where we faced the same trouble. This repeated a few more time as the daylight was burning, all the while we had no van to do the kit ferrying we were brought onto do. Nearly three hours into the day we scrambled and got a van for me to drive, then we were off to the races. Got to see a bunch of old faces along the way, and I'll get to do it all again tomorrow. 

Van Man? Sign Me Up

Got a stroke of luck today when an old colleague offered me a few days work for tomorrow and Friday. It will just be driving a van but I will be doing it for a Bristol shooting crew which means I'll keep my hand in. I mostly stayed indoors otherwise, marvelling at how quickly the weather flopped from rain to shine. All the while sharpening various writing projects, as one does when sat at the writing desk.

Commiserating Pint

Tomorrow was a new day. I made some bigger steps forward and made sure I abided one of the golden rules: Be Kind to Yourself. I gave myself some time for work and some time for games, not giving too much of a damn about the silent judgement I impart upon myself. 

I also had something to look forward to in the form of a pub trip with some old colleagues. A couple peeled away closer to the time but that left a distilled group of us that had a good laugh at the pub and commiserating where appropriate. 

Monday Monotony

Walked into this Monday with some lofty ambitious for getting some things done. I'm trying to tackle another small writing project amidst a few other things. What ended up happening is I just over thought my next moves and paralyzed myself. I shook off some of the guilt by going on a run and ticking off some to do jobs but I still reckon I could have done more with the day.

When you write a daily blog it puts into perspective how you always need to try doing something noteworthy each day. Every moment is precious and it's a mite frustrating when you go to bed feeling the same as when you woke up. We'll try again tomorrow though.

Summer Thread Shopping

With the whole of Sunday morning free Rebecca and I wanted to head into town to do a bit of clothes shopping. Specifically some Summer threads as last week was a real omen for things to come so I got myself a new pair of shorts and a very fetching linen shirt so I can stay breezy. We had a bit of time to turn the house around before some chums cam round for a Sunday hangout. It started off as a movie night, Speed was on the menu - but then it migrated into a couple of games as well. In stark contrast to last weekend, I spent a lot of time with other humans the last couple of days - the Ying and the Yang.

UK Games Expo

Gathered our clan in the car and drove up to Birmingham for the UK Games Expo. It's my first convention that I've attended in a while and this one was all about board games. Walking into the first hall was nothing short of overwhelming, the sheer amount of stuff on display, ready to buy or play was actually staggering. We wanted to try and see everything on offer first before we settled into anything so we embarked on what can best be compared to an extended amble around a Christmas market... All about board games! That ended up taking most of the day, but we snagged a few good freebies before setting into a couple of quick and easy games - some with demonstrating staff and other just by ourselves. 

If I went again I would definitely carve out more time for playing games, but I wouldn't change a thing about my first time there - we saw a lot of cool stuff and I got to do it with some good friends - is there a better way to spend a Saturday? 

Mina the Hollower

A game I've been eager to get my hands on finally launched today and there's seldom anything I love more in life than waking up early to get a head start on a new release. Mina the Hollower is from the same team who gave us Shovel Knight and we are continuing to eat good - mostly because this new game is inspired by the Gameboy Zelda I remember playing too many moons ago. I was hooked on this new game though, I actually did very little else today than play it which is a rare an honest treat. I'll pace myself better after today of course, but let a fella have his big blowout day.

Albert Chat

I continued to get my money's worth out of the earplugs I brought for our Canadian flights. Rebecca is still working in the only cool room in the house while I beaver away at little bits. It feels like she's always on work calls on in meetings, thankfully my handy earplugs made her voice sound like she was about four rooms away from me and I could focus up on my work. 

An old colleague got in touch with me tonight about sustainability paperwork which I was only too happy to sit down and go through. Before we knew it two hours had flown by as we were just catching up and venting about projects. Didn't expect my evening to be hoovered up with chatting but it was actually a really nice time. 

Venba Gets Food

Forgot to share out my latest YouTube video here. I'm pleased to present Venba Gets Food - a video essay about a recent cooking game and why it deserves its place alongside the great foodie stories. I wrote this one back in 2024 and it felt a shame to let a good script go to waste, with a bit of time off I had the chance to get it ready for the world - hope you enjoy.

 

Hot Bones

The bones of the house have heated up now. No amount of curtain closing will save us now. Only thing for it is to camp out in the coolest room in the house (the dining room). Just a shame that Rebecca has the same plan, and with two bodies panting in there it ain't much better than the other spaces we have. 

But we got an excuse to head out in the early afternoon. Rachel's birthday was today and we all headed into the park to sit under the biggest tree we could find and have a BBQ. Since I brought 16 burgers to cook I ended up being the fella with the tongs who smelt like smoke. The food went down really well though - a lot of Rachel's buddies are foodies and they all said to the group how good the grub was. I was just glad to do my part in making Rachel's birthday memorable. 

Love Exposure

I mentioned that the curtains have been drawn in my house for most of this long weekend in order to combat the rising temperatures. It worked perhaps a little better than I had anticipated because when I stepped out into my garden to gauge the heat it was like stepping off the plane on holiday! I suggested hanging out with Dan today and even he was like 'arw you sure?' I opted for the lowest effort thing possible - a pint on his doorstep and an ice cream chaser before retreating to his flat for a board game. 

Before all that though I woke up early to catch the worm. Specifically to watch the final long movie of my weekend marathon, and no film is more fitting than Love Exposure - a four hour work of bombast and depravity that was too intoxicating to deny the joys of. The four hours melted away into nothing but I still felt like a different person when I emerged on the other side of it. I spent virtually the rest of the day processing exactly what I just bore witness to - when I eventually construe my thoughts on LetterBoxd I'll hopefully be a little wiser to my own opinions.

Curtains Drawn for Films

Employed the Spanish technique of keeping the curtains drawn to keep the heat out. It also helped massively reduce screen glare as I sat down to watch two pretty lengthy movies. Last night we did a Marvel Movies Tier list with some people on a discord server I'm part of. I haven't seen a Marvel film for almost five years now, but a conversation last night encouraged me to jump back in for a few of them because they bucked the formula. Eternals is almost a different flavour of superhero flick, but it's still shackled by its involvement with the MCU. Which is a pity because Chloe Zhao know what she's doing but she wasn't really given carte blance to direct.

Barry Lyndon was the other one which was fab. That's sat for far too long on my watchlist (Mash Potato May remember) but it was a real treat. Just classy filmmaking from head to toe.

I noticed only after these movies finished that I hadn't spoken a word today (minus babbling to the cat). I've already fixed a hangout with Dan tomorrow so I can expell my social battery a bit, otherwise I'm going to really develop cabin fever.

Short on Shorts

Unexpectedly, the cat let me sleep in this morning. So much so that I actually overslept and felt a bit wretched for most of the morning. Still, I pushed through and put the finishing touches onto my latest YouTube video. I even exported it and sent it over to Rebecca in Poland to watch and give feedback on (she's good like that). I did her tweaks and now it's ready to go live next week.

I wore my shorts for the first time this year as I headed out for a lunchtime walk, it's heating up over here now. It also exposed how much I need a new pair of shorts... Perhaps it's time to treat myself.

Toasty Edit

With just me and the cat knocking around in the house I had no excuses not to lock in on editing my video. I took the project from 70% to 95% in my eyes, just a little bit more feathering (as I call it) and then it'll be out in the world. Just as well too because the back room is starting to get toasty in this mid-May heatwave and I'd rather not be sitting up there in my pants rendering out footage.

Return of the Summer Movie Night

It was in the Asda confectionary where Rebecca and I shared a romantic farewell. There she was, packed and ready to visit Poland with friends, popping into the shops to grab a colleague's birthday cake. I was there to grab snacks for the upcoming movie night I was hosting. I got a good deal on M&M's which I piled into my basket - it hasn't been since October that I hosted a little film viewing and I was keen for it to go down well. We actually all ended up meeting at the pub before hand, a lot of them hadn't been to my neck of the woods before so I took them to the most presentable little watering hole in the area before walking back through the park to mine. The sun had his hat on tonight too, first Summer evening all year... Perfect to watch a horror movie indoors with. The night went really well though, I always enjoy hosting movie nights (ever since the days of Film Friday). More and more I realize that someone needs to be the person to suggest or initialize a hangout, that's the scariest bit for everyone but nine times out of ten people are delighted when some makes the first move like that.

Mash Potato May

Laced up my running shoes once again for a morning jog. I'm slowly getting to that point now where I'm actually quite enjoying the runs, I'm less of a wheezy mess when I get back and I feel emboldened by the thought of pushing myself to go just a little further. Rebecca is getting ready to head out for a long weekend in Poland with friends, leaving me behind with the cat. I've already quietly regressed back to my uni meal planning to cover the time (spag bol 2 nights, then curry 2 nights - hey, it worked for me then and it'll work for me now). I'm throwing out some feelers for some weekend activities with folks, but if I get no responses I've chartered a lengthy list of movies to watch.

Rebecca introduced me to 'Mashed Potato May'. A mashed potato being a book or a movie that has sat dormant in your backlog for so long it's a source of embarrassment. I've mostly got long movies in the list now, the kind that I have to really plan into my day - looks like this weekend is the perfect excuse to mash some potatoes. 

Will the Universe Care?

Locked in once more to trim footage and match it up with my voice over work. There's that point whenever I work on a new video I hit the point where I start to ask myself 'is this good?' and 'will the universe care?' takes a while for me to eventually settle on the optimisticly nihilistic answer of 'it doesn't matter'. They are mostly the culmination of several thoughts in my head and sometimes it feels awful not to get them out in some way. I enjoy adding to my portfolio a bit too, just another digital footprint in a way, but I make my mark little by little.

Retuning to the Editor Seat

The one job-limbo bucket list item I'm still yet to tick off is to put up another YouTube video over on my EyebrowOwl channel. I wrote one about two years ago and even recorded the voice over for it, and now I finally have the time to edit it all together. It's a shorter one than my recent outings too so it should come together a little quicker (so far that's held up as true too). I'm getting back into to swing of using the software and making my eyes square again but it'll come together just fine.

5K in May

Stuck to my all week running plan and ventured out for a 5K. Rebecca joined me for the first little leg before she splintered off, leaving me to do the remainder. I was low-key glad to be alone towards the end as I was working up a real sweat, it's the furthest run I've done in a couple of months but hopefully I'll keep the effort up now and maintain some regularity.

With big exercise come bigger rewards. There was a LOT of leftovers after Eurovision last night so for lunch and dinner we basically just reheated various yummy bits to enjoy all over again. A ying and yang Sunday basically. 

Eurovision 2026

I found my flow in the kitchen once again as I prepped the, now signature, Mexican feast for our Eurovision party. Rebecca and I were cutting up sweet corn, slow cooking pork and baking nachos. In between that though we did a little taste test of a margarita. I've never owned a bottle of tequila in my life so it felt right to get some practice in before serving them up to guests. Immediately half-inebriated myself in the process and there was still loads of prep work to do.

We got everything sorted through and things ran like clockwork once the usual suspects came through the door. We settled into the night and crossed our fingers as the results came through - then all let out a belting cheer as the right people won. Another year down - feels like such a whirlwind and it's odd it's all over.

Porky Prep

With Eurovision on our doorstep I headed out to grab the elements of our feast. I was armed with a handful of coupons and free money from sign up schemes so I felt a little rich heading into the supermarket. 'Only the finest tequila for my margaritas' thought I, reaching for the mid-shelf stuff. My cart was full of coriander, limes and avocados, which I kept nestled next to the pork shoulder from the butchers. Made lemonade and pickled red onions too this afternoon, so now all the prep work will go down tomorrow.

In the meantime I was hanging out with Rebecca and the cat at home. Watching films and quietly playing video games in the corner for the room while Rebecca takes work calls.  

Cowboys Ride Again

With a few of my fellow Cowboy Tabletop players heading back into the world of work I wanted to offer them a big blowout game for their send off. A rootin' rootin' bank heist felt right somehow and that's been something I'd been working on for a little while in the background over the past week.

I drew out a big blueprint for them to plot their caper and I gave them a roster of hired guns they could bring on the adventure, each with their own little stat sheet. My guys were very impressed with the effort I put in and the session ended up being a big success - I dare say it's been my best one yet. I doubt I'll match this level of prep anytime soon, but the guys made me think on my feet a lot this time so there was a lot of improvisational push and pull. Best part though was we also made it a build your own pizza kinda thing! I made some pizza sauce yesterday and the host made pizza dough from scratch. I really kicked myself for not taking a picture because they were legit. 

Just an all round awesome Thursday. 

Flat Runner

Popped out for another run this morning, clocked in just over 4.2K without running out of puff. Since we moved into our house I've been trying to do a running route that takes me up a steep hill quite early on. Only now I noticed how that killed my motivation whenever I picked the sport back up so now I go along a nice flat route (for the most part) and I already notice how much happier I am about the prospect of going out again.

Tomorrow I'm running another tabletop Western game with my gang, one of them is heading back into the world of work so I'm trying to make this a memorable one. A Bank heist ought to facilitate some fun and chaotic moments, as long as they make it out alive that is.

15 Years of English Rain

Hung out with a friend for most of this afternoon, just sitting on the coach playing games and eating handfuls of crisps and those chive and onion coated mini pretzels. Man life is good sometimes. 

The real centerpiece of the day was going to see Gabrielle Aplin in Bristol city center this evening. I was first introduced to her music when I was trying to impress a girl I had a crush on about 15 years ago. It was pretty nuts to see her perform only about 7 people away from me in a crowded but intimate venue. The show was actually really good, she brought great energy and the audience were clearly passionate. Hearing those songs again took me back to a past life, but they're tracks that Rebecca and I often play in the car so now they'll mean something a little more when we hear them again.

Mixtape

Wanted to get a real grip on my week so I started off strong and with a plan. First up was the weekly shop which stretched my calf muscles enough for a run when I got back. I'm aiming to do at least two runs this week now and I've already plotted my next route to extend my distance. With Rebecca out this evening, I had the perfect opportunity to do one of my all time favourite things: play an entire new indie game in one sitting. Mixtape is the current gaming flavour of the week, and an early nod for a lot of end of year lists. It's a coming of age, 'last day of highschool' piece that's ruled by its needle drops. Smashing Pumpkins, Roxy Music, Joy Division, Portishead and The Cure make up the more obvious line up but there's some deep cuts here too which delight. While light on actual 'game', its highlights brush close to delivering euphoria. It might well make it onto the most prestigious end of year lists going... Mine.

A Face from A Decade Back

It feels like every time we go to the Sunday market I bump into someone from my past. It certainly wasn't on my bingo card to run into a colleague from my days at Rubber Republic (where I first worked when I moved to Bristol). Despite the fact that almost a decade had passed they still recognized me and hailed me down for a catch-up. They were one of my favourite co-workers there so it was a swell reunion, he's since left the company to work for a model train place (a fact he was beaming about). Glad to have that moment today, puts into perspective the length of time I've been in the city now and how far I've come. 

Rebecca and I enjoyed a quiet day again otherwise, in contrast to what our social calendar is looking like in the future. Most of today we've actually had to turn multiple people down for plans because we're already doing other things. Nice to be popular for sure, but trying to slot everyone in becomes the side quest of doom. 

Good Vibes Only Saturday

Enjoyed a near perfect little Saturday that we kickstarted with some scrambled eggs and hand ground coffee (every morning should start this way). I got a haircut so I don't feel like a shaggy dog anymore and we showed my new trim off to the fine people of Dunelm Mill, where we bought some more kitchen bits, aka new roasting pans after I nuked the last one by over roasting some pork. Speaking of pork, Rebecca and I really wanted to try out a small plates grill place up the road for us. We sipped margaritas in the sun and tucked into a mini BBQ banquet. We got home a little half cut so just flopped out and played games and watched a film. Good vibes all round.

1 Week til Rivals

It's thrilling to see all the Rivals marketing coming into play around me. Social media has all the cast interviews and pictures, trailers are dropping and Rebecca even saw a bus poster today. So weird to think that little show we all worked on is coming back with a vengeance, so excited for the next series to come out this time next week.

The weather still can't make up it's mind so we did a bit of a precursor BBQ indoors today, cooking burgers for our special guest, Dan. We lined our stomachs and headed up the road for board games together - ended up staying out  a bit later than we had all expected because we were having such a hoot.  

Think of the Grilling Season!

A moment of silence for our ugly garden...

It's gone now, replaced once and for all by the construction team who gutted the garden waste in literally 15 minutes, then paved it over with zero fuss. I keep catching myself doing a double take when I look out the window now - the sight of our garden is totally unfamiliar, but exhilarating. It looks so much bigger now, and we'll never have to fear trampling in hidden cat poo ever again. All told, we're chuffed with the improvement. It'll accommodate loads more people now and it's already got me buzzing about BBQ'ing again.

Bye Bye Mud Square

Rebecca and I walked towards our work this morning. Well, for her it was a full day, for me it was just a quick trip into town to do some returns, I was back home shortly after to enjoy a home without WiFi for a couple more hours at least. The new box did get delivered late afternoon, in the meantime I sat at my writing nook and dreamt up my next cowboy campaign. Sometimes coming up with new games and stories is more gratifying than playing them.

I took one final look at our garden today too. That wretched patch of mud and weeds is at long last getting the old heave-ho. Classic me though, I almost got nostalgic for it. It's been a thorn in my side for so long now that I don't know what I'm going to complain about once it's gone. That said, I am excited to get such a big renovation done tomorrow - a little house upgrade that'll make it even more our space. 

Where WiFi?

Two immediate curve balls for me when I got up. First was my boss's car broke down yesterday and he had to ditch it on the side of the road, so I had to do one extra trip to ferry back some filming equipment. No biggie. What was a bigger biggie was the fact our WiFi box decided to give up the ghost. A replacement is en route already but for now, we're flying blind (even our mobile data is patchy in this house). Thankfully I still had some movies in the back pocket and the lack of any streaming services meant out choice was funneled tonight. It was like enjoying simpler times once again.

It's quaint now, but tomorrow I'll be desperate for some brain rot. 

No Other Choice

Totally didn't twig that today was a Bank Holiday and that I need to go into work again tomorrow. In the meantime Rebecca and I took it slow, we enjoyed the delights of Lidl and time to catch up. We headed to Louis and Rachel's again for another movie night, this time I wasn't a 'so bad it's good' vibe, rather we got round to No Other Choice, a film which we universally quite enjoyed. It's a good thing we all kinda get the Korean sense of humor and style, there were some undeniable highlights despite the overlong runtime.

Ultimate Headache Cure

The only thing louder than my pounding morning headache was the meows of our cat asking for food at the crack of dawn. No nausea, only brain cramps on account of not drinking enough water yesterday, so I had a couple pints of clear and another of coffee to medicate myself. Part two of this friends birthday celebration was a trip to the movie to catch Devil Wears Prada 2, a cosy sequel which was cute to watch with a big audience. The film wasn't a patch on the original (which I already don't rate especially highly) but in all fairness it was better than I expected. Turns out sitting in a dark room for two hours cures all headaches.

Feline Morning Call

Was looking forward to a lovely chill morning and a nice long lie in. But in classic fashion our cat had other plans, meowing loudly and loudly re-arranging the bedroom furniture with her head til I had no choice but to get up. No matter though, it gave me a great excuse to get up and crack on with me day. I watched a film early doors, then headed out to join a friend at the food market on the road near me. The rain started as I came back though, leaving me soaked before adding the finishing touches to my tiramisu to take up to another friend's birthday party. It was a very chill flat hangout, few beers, few group games and catching up with everyone. 

In a way, the cat gave me a good headstart for the day - guess I should be thankful. 

Wee Shoot Day

Completed a bonus little filming day which had me loading up our little car full of kit and taking round long, winding country roads. All our real work was kinda done over the course of last week, so today was just making sure everything went roughly according to plan. I low-key forgot how long a shoot day feels when you haven't got much to do, and the day only dragged when I stopped, that and when I had to drive back home. I'm shattered now, but nothing a three day weekend can't solve.

Where WiFi?

Back to the offices today to do the final bits of prep ahead of our one shoot day tomorrow. Saw lots of old faces, and with a lighter work load all round, we had plenty of time to chat and enjoy the day. My biggest contribution to the effort was actually buying tea table supplies for tomorrow, a crew moves on its stomach and without snacks and hot beverages it'll all fall apart. 

The only missing piece of the puzzle for tomorrow was the wifi. I tee'd up our supplies to drop a satalite dish to us today but the chap couldn't get to me til midnight tonight. So I got to making some homemade goods for a party I'm going to this weekend - lemonade and tiramisu. The Wi-Fi actually arrived early, just as I was putting everything in the fridge to chill overnight. I'd better get to bed now too so I'm not too tired for tomorrow. 

Deep in the Crate

Headed back to the old studios to have a nose around in the crate we put into deep storage. It's full of all the stuff that might be handy if the next series gets the full greenlight, we thought we wouldn't have to crack into it for another couple of months. Instead I found myself digging through boxes for tiny bits which were all, predictably, at the back of the crate underneath all the other boxes. Ah well, it got my muscles working again, lifting and shifting, so much so that I went in a run later on today just to keep a good thing going. I'll be heading into the office for just one day tomorrow, a toe-dip into office life once again.

SFX Road Trip

Day two back on the short term work beat had me driving out to an SFX house to grab a smoke machine. A labyrinth of road closures meant that I was on the road a lot longer than I was anticipating, but I knew the guy at the place as it turns out so we had a good chin wag. 

I'm also continuing to moonlight as a script editor for a young filmmaker, offering gratis advice on how to sharpen their story. I'm lucky they're actually very good at writing so it's a joy to help them out on it. Keep my brain whirring in all the ways I like it too as well.  

Remembering how to Email

I got a weeks worth of work starting up from today so I set up my downstairs desk and got to emailing. We basically have a single day shoot to prepare for on Friday which we're all gently scrambling to get ready for. I spent most of the first hour reclaiming all my work credentials so I could sign into our various platforms. From then. I just had to get back into the swing of phonecalls and emails. Nice to be useful though, even nicer to get a little bit of cash in my pocket.

Stifled Heart Attack

Got up a little early for two reasons. 1) the cat woke me up and 2) I wanted to crack in with my day. I settled into some more cosmic horror nastiness early in the morning, wearing my headphones so the noise of scraping, rusted metal mixed with shrieking wouldn't wake Rebecca. Instead, it left my dead to her footsteps and then slowly opening the door to say 'good morning'. I just about stifled a heart attack and kept composure in the moment, but her silent appearance rattled me to my core. 

Rebecca and I did share a more wholesome moment together later by taking our lunch to the park to enjoy in the sunshine. I took my book on our picnic (True Grit, for anyone who is asking, yes I am in my Western Era) and finished it up just now before bed.

I also headed out to see some more old work friends. We shared some time in a cafe before grabbing a bite at a steak restaurant (a bit off brand for me, but hey, I'll try anything new). Best part was they were handing out free ice cream so as we left we all enjoyed an early summer cone. 

Twilight

For the first time in my life I wasn't enchanted by my Ikea visit. It's always been a place where some little kooky thing sparks joy, or where I can envision a piece of furniture slotting right into place somewhere in my home. But today all I found was cheap and not especially cheerful tat in the Marketplace. We left with a few more photos frames and an idea in new garden furniture, but didn't scoop up the 'home level up' feeling that I've come to know Ikea for.

What wasn't a disappointment was Twilight. Rebecca and I popped over to Louis and Rachel's for a movie night, and we wanted something iconic and could fit in the 'so bad it's good' category. Well, 2008 vampires scratched the itch for us. Tonally the film struck a good balance of not taking itself too seriously, but when it did it fell on its face in fun ways. By no means a masterpiece, but a good time with a good crowd anyway.

Planning the Pave

In between a bit of prep work for my upcoming work week I made time to go for a small run and to do a spot of gardening. Rebecca and I have made the executive decision to cull our plot of soil that's bang in the middle of the space. We tried in every instance to do something nice with it since owning the house. First we tried uprooting the clover lawn to replace it with grass. Grass didn't take so we tried making an arranged flowerbed out of it. That didn't take either, so Rachel tried to use it as an allotment. Til nothing grew there. I'm convinced the soil and the ground is frankly cursed, that and our lack of green thumbs but no matter what we did nothing gained traction. So we're going to pave it over so we can enjoy it as a space rather than a mud patch that looks a shambles. It's for the best.

Sandwich Party

 Locked in for a full sandwich making session ahead of tonight's dinner party. I made Cubanos and in lieu of any legit Cuban bread close to me the Internet told me a French stick would work just as well. So I took my pork out its brine and into its marinade which was basically oil, citrus, garlic and a truckload of coriander. Then it was into the oven while I watched a film. It was only 20 minutes before it was due to come out I realized a smokey smell. Turns out the recipe has cook times for a 'large' piece of pork while mine was distinctively 'Mama Bear's sized. So it was a little charred on the fringes, but the centre was tasty as anything. So I bundled it all up and hopped on the bus where each of the 8 of us presented our interpretation of a sandwich. Many offered 'tasty stuff in a bun' which were all very good, others offered up a Victoria sandwich, someone else brought their fire pit to make s'mores. The most creative by a longshot was the 'Bready, Steady, Sandwich' round in which we were paired off and given 90 seconds to make the tallest and tastiest sandwich. When the votes for the winner came through I couldn't believe that I came first! Glad all the hard words paid off during such a fun dinner party.

April Pints

As I sat playing one of the most gruesome horror games of 2008 at full volume, our cat just sat on the bed snoring loudly. Occasionally I had to pause the game just to check if her snores were parts of the sound design. 

I did my pork shoulder prep this afternoon, building a brine that left my fridge smelling fantastic. While that did it's thing I popped out to the pub for some early Summer day drinking with a few old work friends. But the Sun poked in just after we sat down so it really was just a normal April pint. It'll be Summer soon though, and the drinking sessions will be ever present then. 

Prepping Pork

 In a few days time I'm attending a 'Sandwich Party', in which the guests must bring a sandwich of their making for judgement. The brief is intentionally a bit vague but I'm going a little off the beaten path by making Cubanos. For that I will need to slow cook a pork shoulder after a bit fat overnight marinate in orange juice and garlic. I bought all the stuff today, so he's ready for dunking tomorrow.

While I waited to baste, I figured I should go hang out with some friends. I drove out to Mike's paddock for a afternoon (that spilled into an evening) of games. He introduced me to Lonesome Dove so we thought it would be funny to start watching the 80's TV show. It's certainly a product of it's time but it's a cute little show. 

Pampered Princess

Without trying to sound like a pampered princess - I was knackered after this weekend! Rebecca and I had a bit of yesterday to recoup, but today was all about the 'me time'. I ended up just catching up on video games and doing the weekday chores. I also walked into today with zero plans for the week. By lunchtime my calendar was full with hang outs with chums. My social battery is about 85% full now, ready to go out and see people again.

Mark and Lucy's Wedding

Yesterday I rolled up to an Air B&B with Dan and Mark so we could have the Groomsmen getting ready together experience. I was handed the rings on arrival and safeguarding that little box was my biggest responsibility because it was Mark and Lucy's big day. We arrived at the venue, were invited to pin flowers on each other's buttonholes before helping usher in the guests. Mark and I were pulled into a room for official wedding paperwork business, but otherwise we were with the main group getting prepped for the ceremony. I stood with Mark and my team at the altar, tentatively checking my pocket for the ring box every few minutes up until I was summoned to pass the on. Before we all knew it, Mark and Lucy were wed.

I couldn't relax just yet though as I still had a speech to deliver. I kept telling myself no alcohol til it was over, but I needed something to calm my nerves. The speech itself went about as well as I hoped for, and for the rest of the night people came up to me to congratulate me on it which was lovely. We danced the night away and I woke up today with sore legs (always the mark of a good evening).

So surreal to be at the first wedding of my close friendship group but I obviously couldn't be happier for Mark and Lucy. They've been together for so long now and it was such a pleasure to be part of their celebration and they finally decided to tie the knot. Seeing all my old school chums all dressed up to share the happy day was a delight too. 

It really was the perfect day for the perfect couple. 

Wedding Eve

I re-evaluated my suit trousers for tomorrow and landed on a horrid conclusion. They're a little tight in the thigh (aka, not ideal for dancing as the night goes on). So Mum and I walked into town to swap out some garments and to do a bit of window browsing around the shopping districts of Bristol. It was like a mini day out in a way, capped off with a little tea break at a favourite nearby cafe.

Back at home I put the last minute, finishing touches onto my Best Man speech. I'm now super happy with it and once I push through the nerves I'm very excited to deliver it. Louis also hooked me up with a kombucha starter kit of sorts - we now just have a huge jar of suspicious loo liquid which after a few weeks will produce delicious spoils.

In the run up to the wedding we also have Jamie and his partner Clare staying over with us. We figured a nice activity would be to run up the road for Friday board games and that proved to be a great idea. We all left a little later, a little merrier and a little more excited for the big day tomorrow. 

Dim Sum Champs

Slept in on account of the midnight bus I caught home last night. I napped like a baby on the coach, waking up just as we pulled into Bristol. Today I was back to speech writing and getting the house ready for a series of house guests over the next few days. First of which being my mum. She wanted to pop down to see us and to try a Dim Sum place that Rachel recommended. With Rachel's help we ordered well and we feasted on turnip cake, chicken claws and BBQ bao buns. We left absolutely stuffed, with a full belly and a half a night's sleep in my tank I reckon I'm going to hit the hay hard tonight.

Dentist Done!

Woke up and fell properly asleep in Bristol, but in between I was in London.

First up, I had my final dental appointment regarding my braces. They power washed the nuggets off my teeth and provided me with a set of retainers. My treatment is concluded. I asked to see some before/after pictures and the dentist happily obliged. When I was looking at them, it's hard to believe I was looking the same person. It's been a long, painful ride but my teeth look significantly better now.

Then I hopped on the coach up to London for the Rivals Series 2 screening. I saw a bunch of my old team and crew, shared a drink and enjoyed watching the fruits of our labour. We watched a couple of episodes and I was left saying wow. This is going to be a hit. 

Almost Char

Another day home for me, gradually getting round to a handful of bits. I wanted to get back into cooking during this bit of time off, but it oddly feels like my culinary skills have regressed. I wanted to cook dinner for Rebecca and opted to try my hand at a dish she makes quite regularly: veggie tacos. Which is basically roast baby potatoes and mushrooms in a wrap. I forgot exactly what size the everything needed to be cut down to before roasting so I err'ed on the side of smaller means they'll cook all the way through. It also means they cook quicker, crisp quicker, start to burn quicker. The meal was salvageable thankfully, but I still bungled it hard. Back to the old YouTube cooking videos for me I guess, I gotta get better before my skills fall out my hands.

Getting Round to the Written Word

We had Jamie staying over last night and I wanted to extend the hospitality a wee bit so I got everyone some bakery pastries for breakfast. My attention is being drawn towards best man duties ahead of Mark's wedding next weekend. It's mostly speech writing which I naturally will spend far too long on (because I care too much about it). It only needs to be short but I want it to be the full emotional rollercoaster. I'm also catching up on my LetterBoxd review backlog. I'm sticking to my guns on trying to write a short piece to consolidate my thoughts on each film I watch, trouble is I'm watching so many films now that I have a glut of reviews to write which takes up almost as much time as watching a film! 

There's a theme here if me spending too much time in writing... 

Le Stag on Le Boat

Slept hilariously well on the boat, especially since there was apparently a group of ravers who started listening to drum and bass music after 1am - I slept through the whole thing while poor Dan could hear it through his earplugs. Regardless, we hit the water again after a quick pastry breakfast and made great time heading downstream. We even carved out a lunch slot for a cheeky board game session before cruising back into the boat hire place.

And ongoing mission I started was 'lets all try to beat Dan's Tetris highscore' which gained a lot more traction than I expected. I have a little Gameboy which I passed around to the group as we chased for spots on the leaderboard, if we all got a bit more practice then no doubt we could have gone toe-to-toe with Dan, but his skills were too mighty for us.

We all hugged goodbye at the end of the weekend though. It's been a long time since I've been out on a canal and the experience was even more lovely than I remembered. We did it all with a good gang with a great shared attitude, we had a bonafide romp. 

Stag Cruise

Dan drove me across to the outskirts of Oxford to meet up with Mark and Co so we could all hop onto a canal boat together. It's Mark's Stag and we spent the day opening both locks and beers all while cruising upriver and marvelling at the countryside. We ate very well (my early research did us well there), we finished the evening off with some board games before crawling into our teeny-tiny beds, then we get to do it all again tomorrow.

Beers in the Baggage

Packed my things ready for the stag weekend out on the boat. I watched the mandatory health and safety video that heavily dissuaded people drinking while operating the boat. As a result, I moved all the beers out of their boxes and moved them into my personal luggage, rolling them in with my clothes. 

For the record we certainly won't be irresponsible on the water, but I just don't want the hiring company to get the wrong impression if we roll up as a bunch of lads with a few beers too many to seem sensible. 

Resuited

With a wedding looming in the distance and a bit of free time on my hands, I decided it was time to refresh my attire a little. Last year I was at two weddings, and each time I noticed how little I liked my waistcoat and trousers - the materials and colours didn't match eachother and they didn't fit super well (the waistcoat I bought almost 13 years ago). Well I headed into town, found a few winners and spent far too long in the changing room umming and erring. I left with admittedly the same colours as before (I'm a navy man at heart) but I did give a brighter blue a shot. I feel ready now though, already can't wait to get on the dance floor.

5K, at What Cost

With breakfast still not far behind me, I laced up my running shoes and aimed to push myself. In spite of the hot day I managed just under 5k. Turns out I pushed myself just a bit too hard though and I was panting when I got back. Still, it gave an ample excuse to enjoy some chocolate without worry. 

The only other thing I wanted to do tonight was crack down on some more movies. While my annual watch figure isn't too dear to me, I felt an inner urge to see some more stuff. So I got through two new ones, John Woo's A Better Tomorrow and the old Western 3:10 to Yuma. Both little 90 minute romps that were not the most cerebral, but enjoyable in the moment. 

Bloody Soaked Script

I've been cooking up another Dungeons and Dragons style cowboy campaign for a group of friends, yesterday I announced that it was basically ready to play and we should get a date in the calendar. Everyone said today worked for them which gave me precious little time to add the finishing touches to it all. I even had to make a little prop for it - a big element of the story is our heroes get mistaken for a pair of actors (the original pair have been shot in a ditch by outlaws). The dead pair have their script pages on them which I hand-wrote and added a little bullet hole and blood splatter for good measure. The extra effort was appreciated by my group though! We sat in the park in the sun rolling dice and laughing at the funny scenarios we wound up in. The weather was so good too, days like this it feels great to be unemployed.

Roast Speedrun

We had a fair bit to do this morning before Rebecca's parents came to visit. Pity then that we both overslept massively til 10am! It was a bit of a rush to do a supermarket shop and a whole house tidy but we somehow got it all done and dusted. I cooked up a mega roast for everyone, including homemade Yorkshire puds and Rebecca topped it off with an apple crumble. I'm STILL full from lunch though, doubt I'll be hungry now til the end of the week, but it was a great way to send off the long Easter Weekend.

Happy Easter 2026

 I'm going to bed with a very full belly after a day of eating delicious meals. Hot cross bun breakfast, lamb roast lunch and picky bits dinner (mostly leftovers). I ate modestly too but everything was so tasty I just had to sample a little bit of it all.

Highlights of this Easter was going on a short walk through Newbury and going down a rabbit hole of listening to Eurovision entries, including a bunch from this coming year which got me hyped for the big day... If we don't boycott in some capacity that is. 

Customary Curry

Nearly Easter so eggs were on the breakfast menu. Creme fraiche is an underrated ingredient in scramble, whenever we have some on hand over the weekend it's guaranteed to go in my pan. Rebecca took some convincing (despite the fact I've done it multiple times before) but she was converted quickly. 

We drove to Newbury for the holiday weekend AND to wish my Dad a happy birthday. Louis had to do an emergency trip out to get some beers after the batch he ordered with plenty of time didn't arrive. But Dad got his gifts a-ok and we all headed out for a customary curry in town.  

Good Friday 2026

Mostly hung out with Rebecca this Good Friday. She's still a little jet lagged by her own admission so I had most of the morning to myself before we headed out for coffee. We headed up the road for board games too for an extended session where we had plenty of time to chat with the owner and debrief about our various holidays. Tomorrow we head out Newbury, first real visit there for me since Christmas, very much looking forward to it.

Cat MOT

Been a little while but I was free to take the cat up to the vets today. I always remember she hates going in that caged cat carrier, and to the surprise of no one she still does... And she lets us know this with some very distinct and sad sounding meows that could melt frozen butter. The vet appointment was just for her annual checkup (or cat MOT as I like to call it) and she got a clean bill of health. 

Since it was such a nice day I also took a walk into town, wearing my sunglasses for the first time this year. It's already looking like beer garden weather in Bristol and I suspect I'll be sat around many a bench nursing a pint this Summer - can't wait. 

Strategizing the Stag

I really unwound myself today, with nothing in my schedule at all I committed myself to finishing a game I got recently and then some pottering about. I did do a little bit of planning for Mark's Stag as well, he's taken it upon himself to organize the key beats (which is how he wanted it so I'll respect that). We're basically doing a souped-up canal boat weekend near Oxford so I plotted our stops and researched some nearby pubs. Unless we beach the boat, we're gonna have a blast.

Panelist

When I said yesterday how I'm over my jetlag, I forgot to factor in actually getting to sleep in the night... I took me over two hours to finally drop off last night. 

My only commitment today was being part of a speaking panel about being in the TV industry. I got sent the prep questions early so I had time to get my head around things, but when I arrived and saw the stage and the microphone my nervousness bubbled up. But in reality I was in a room with people who were all super keen and eager to listen to what we had to say. I would have killed to go to events like that when I was starting out of Uni so it was nice to be a part of it. Best thing though was bumping into a lot of familiar faces, after it was all done we headed out for a single pint to catch up, then it was time to hit the road. 

Just Lag Be Gone

I really feared my jet lag would be the slow death of me, but to my surprise all it took was a couple of painkillers and some coffee and I was right as rain. Rebecca and I took the day to goof off and get ready for the week, playing some games together as we went. All our holiday laundry has gone through the works, all bags unpacked and all debts to each other after all the dinners out have been squared off. I'm going to be playing house husband for a while so I'm going to settle into that role as best I can, gotta enjoy it while it lasts.

Losing a Day to Travel

Flying back to the UK has meant we crossed over a bunch of time zones and sat on planes for basically the entire day. We left Seattle in the middle of the day Saturday and arrived back home late afternoon Sunday... I've missed a day in the maths and the travel there, but the main thing is we're home. The cat gave us a wide berth before she remembered who we were. Otherwise I spent the day in a daze, not knowing if I'm coming or going. In a delirium I feel down onto the sofa to see what was in Film4, it was Toy Story 2 - a film that ends in an airport terminal. Even when I'm done with travel the topic continues to haunt me. 

24 Hours in Seattle

We got up a little earlier to enjoy 24 hours in Seattle. We bumped up our appointment on the Space Needle to 9:30 to accommodate and we're very glad we did since it was much quieter. We shot up to the height of a skyscraper in just 45 seconds and silently revolved around the city. Back down on Terra Firma we enjoyed the Glass Gardens and Museum featuring several blown glass exhibits which were enthralling. The only other spot on our Tourist hit list was Pike Market, where it seemed the whole city congregated to because it was teaming with people. Think Borough Market but by the harbour and you'll get a sense of it. It's also home to the first ever Starbucks where Rebecca and I took the coffee pilgrimage to.

In our last day in North America we found a board game shop with a free play games with strangers event where we played games with two locals who took us under their wing. It was a surprisingly social way to end our time here, Rebecca and I spent so much time in our own little bubble on holiday that it was easy to forget that what makes a city is the people. 

Seattle Shuttle

We did one last potter around Victoria. Rebecca headed back into a bookshop to get a few more paperbacks. There was also a Japanese lunch spot that served sashimi rice bowls that we'd been meaning to try for all week which we at last got to sample - it quickly snuck into my top 3 meals of the holiday. 

We boarded the ferry outbound to Seattle, clearing customs while paying the extra $30 for the privilege of having our fingerprints kept on file. The sun was starting to set over the bay as we got into the city which was honestly pretty magical. We got less than 48 hours here though so we're aiming to get up early and cram all we can into tomorrow. 

Canadian IPA'S

We took the old hire car for another spin up to some nearby harbour towns. Nanaimo is comparatively quaint when put next to Victoria but the waterside views were hard to deny. Once we got back to our hotel we just wanted to read in bed, then get pizza, then get a couple more drinks in before we cross the boarder tomorrow. I've developed a real taste for Canadian IPA's this time around. I remember them being tasty but I genuinely can't get enough of them now. I think it's because they're quite high percentage, which is good because I don't have to drink so much to feel the desired effect. 

Rebecca and I will bid farewell to Canada tomorrow, all while riding a boat towards the land of opportunity. It'll be my first time ever to America, let's hope it lives up to the hype. 

Wrong Side of the Road

Rebecca did a mighty brave thing today, she hired a car and drove on the 'wrong' side of the road for the first time ever. A feat I've never done. All I could do was be her co-pilot, uttering directions and gentle words of encouragement. We were on a trip out of town to go visit the cemetery where of of Rebecca's family is buried. We paid our respects and admired how peaceful the area was. A short drive away was also a small park with some very pretty waterfalls which we toured around before doing the long drive home. 

The thought dawned on us over dinner how we're slowly approaching the end of our trip. In many ways it feels like all I know is the Canadian way of life now, but it also feels like we're still fresh off the plane. Only a few more days to go now, we plan to make the most of it. 

Where's Rebecca?

It was only a matter of time, but today was the day I finally lost Rebecca in a bookshop. 

We'd been walking around Victoria for a couple of hours, taking the very scenic route into the shopping district. After a thift store (where I got two very nice bargin shirts), we found ourselves in a huge double-floor bookshop. Rebecca doesn't like it too much when I stalk her around when she's perusing so I put my nose into some other sections. I ended up in the film and TV areas and somehow found a nearly pristine copy of Bart Simpson's Guide to Life, a boom I read cover to cover then back again a hundred times over growing up. Flicking through those pages was like a heady dose of nostalgia that I was not prepared for. In the midst of all this, Rebecca finished browsing and managed to check every aisle, minus the one I was having a moment in. We kept passing eachother all over the place til we were eventually reunited on the stairwell. We always magnetize to one another in the end.

Over to Victoria

I rolled up my clothes into a tight wad once again as we hit the road today. We big farewell to Vancouver and hello to Victoria. Only took a bus ride and a ferry to make the crossing but now we're firmly in a city that we can legitimately walk across in just a dozen minutes. Our hotel is pretty quirky, offering Gilmore Girls vibes with the biggest bed we've ever seen! We'll explore the town proper tomorrow, till then we're having a double king sized snooze.

Smitten with Squamish

One of the main things I wanted to do while out in Canada was go up the mountains and see some snow. That dream came true today with our visit out to Squamish. We caught the bus out of town and rode the gondala up almost above the cloud line into the frost dusted peaks. There were a multitude of view points and short hikes to go on, the latter of which took us along some fairytale looking routes through a snowy mountain trail. Rebecca wasn't quite wearing the right shoes for the trek though, so I effectively became one of those plastic penguins on skates that they give to children to hold into at ice skating rinks. I was her crutch for the slippy patches but she did really well considering. I was too smitten with the scenery to pay much mind.

Stanley Park

After five days of rain the weather finally let up so we ventured out into the mighty Stanley Park - a hunk of nature only a bus ride away from downtown. It's vast, wild and gorgeous. We took a walk up and through it before ending up on the Sea Wall. The views there were spectacular so we just kept on walking, marvelling the whole time about how one skyline could contain trees, a metropolis, mountains and oil tankers all in one.

We he back to the same bar as yesterday, the beer menu was longer than my arm so I still had plenty to choose from but we really wanted to try the food. I had a near religious experience with a burger in one hand and a dark IPA in the other. It set us up for a cinema trip to see Project Hail Mary - a book Rebecca and I have both enjoyed. This is also my first real movie-going experience in another country. Aside from the adverts, it was pretty similar as it turns out. I was low-key expecting more whooping from the audience, guess they used up all that enthusiasm for the hockey game. 

Go Cannucks, Go

With the rain reaching its zenith today, we decided to take it very slow - a kind of mini recharge day. We popped out to a trendy cafe for brunch and coffee then headed Downtown a bit later on to check out the library. That passed the time til the big ice hockey game in the evening anyway. We hit up a bar on the way to get some cheap happy hour drinks, that at least got me just buzzed enough to get hyped about eating stadium food. I was gassed for Poutine, but that's more of an East Coast thing we discovered so it had to be a hot dog for me. I was a bit nonplussed when they handed it to me, but then they gestured to the condiment bar where I rekindled my love affair for sauerkraut.

Going into the hockey stadium I was once again reminded that North Americans don't do sports in small measures. It was huge, with pumping music and a jumbo screen. The hype for the Home team was built up to legendary proportions, before the game even started we were treated to a massively overproduced video starring all the Vancouver players as they literally save the world from an alien invasion. Thank goodness I was half cut because I don't think my retinas could survive a sober eye roll. Then after witnessing all the hype and build up, the home team got totally glazed, losing by four goals. But they had a lotta heart and in my books that counts for something.

Another Big, Wet Walk

We naively thought we saw the last of the rain, but the weather instead doubled down, giving us a deluge just in time for another big outdoorsy walk. We caught a bus to the outskirts of the city to visit another suspension bridge followed by a mini hike along the river. By the end my jeans needed to be peeled off my thighs. I hung them up to dry and slid into my only other pair of trousers: my pyjamas. I had to slip my still wet jeans in once more though to head out for dinner for an Asian fusion place that provided the best meal of the holiday so far. Vancouver's weather occasionally leaves something to be desired, good thing the restaurants don't disappoint.

Vancouver Suspension Bridge

With the weather still being rainy in the Rainy City, what better place to spend the day than in a rainforest? The world famous suspension bridge was our daily destination, a chance to marvel at the engineering and to climb high above the canyons and the treetops. It's certainly a one of a kind attraction, at several moments Rebecca and I just had to pause to take it all in. Doing it in a raincloud kinda made the whole thing a bit more unique too, misty vistas and the constant downpour gave it all a tone I don't think you'd get on a clear day. Our clothes need a day or two to dry out but it was well worth it.

Fair Weather Ferry

The rain threatened our plans but we adapted and endured. The best place to be in a drizzle is down by the docks, so we bought a day pass on the City's ferries so we could spend some time on the water and visiting the places that would have otherwise been a mission to get to. We sampled the markets on Granville Island and took a rainy stroll along Kitsilano Beach. Back home we caught 40 winks then moved on to get a North American staple: a good old burger. Luckily we have a half dozen pubs in our area and finding a good watering hole was easy enough. Now we're both a mite tipsy, but that might help us sleep off the last bit of Jetlag.

Jetlagged to the Max

Day 1 in Vancouver was a real 'get to know the place' kinda day. We started off with coffee and a pastry from a place just a few doors down from our Air B&B. From there we caught the Sky train to Downtown, we stood along the seaplane strip, watching them take off and land while quietly processing the fact there's mountains next to a metropolis. 

I firmly believed I could best jetlag, yet I found myself at its mercy halfway through the day. I couldn't quite muster a nap in the afternoon but an early night should help me recoup. We both had ambitions to head into a bar for happy hour, but after dinner we both just wanted to crawl into our pajamas .

Vancouver Day 0

Can't believe I woke up in London and will be going to sleep in Vancouver. Rebecca and I travelled 4700 miles today over 12ish hours, 1 bus, 3 metro trains, 2 planes and 1 of them little runway bus things they always fit too many people onto. We did a brief change at Reykjavik, alas, not long enough to see the Northern Lights, nor long enough to really warrent going in the country's gift shop (I mean we did anyway). I packed my Kindle with a 800 page book loaded up, I locked in pretty hard on the flight and already took a big chunk of it out. We arrived in Canada feeling somewhere between jetlagged and jazzed. We checked into our Air B&B and took a stroll up our high street. A late night pizza filled our bellies and now we're ready to hit the hay.

We did just travel 4700 miles after all... 

Packing Light as a Feather

The final push before the big holiday. Rebecca and I have checked if we have our passport two dozen times already, you know, just to make sure. Aside from clothes and toiletries, the only fun things I'm packing is my notebook, my kindle a d a very small Gameboy/emulator device. Bag feels approximately light and I'm ready to roll onto that plane tomorrow.

Before all that though I waltzed up to meet Louis to discuss his new game. I read his script and we went through the beats, blow by blow. It was a really positive meeting I thought, good to share notes and to hopefully be of some good use to him. 

Emergency Packing

The most stressful part of going on holiday is emergency purchasing all the bits you need. I've told everyone I'm packing light for this holiday which is still technically true, but now I have a sleep mask, ear plugs, portable lunch box... Basically a lot of extraneous stuff I hadn't fully factored in. But I got it all now, all that's left to do is cram it all into a bag.

Script Nodding

Still chipping away at some of the residual work that creeps in at the end of a big job. But in between that I had a superb day in. I read the script for Louis' new game which is in a much better place than he lead me to believe. I'm writing up my notes on it all now to hand over soon. I needed to catch up a bit on my movie watching quota so I caught It Was Just an Accident on Mubi which was well worth my time. While Rebecca was out doing yoga I headed to the digital mines and hung out with a few chums online. 

Now that I'm unemployed, I don't know how I'd ever find the time to do my job! 

D&D

I put the F in Funemployment this afternoon. I drummed up some enthusiasm for a cowboy themed Dungeons and Dragons campaign that I've been working on for the last couple of days. Working on it was like cramming for an exam, I did my best to flesh out the world and the people, I prepped answers for any rouge question and planned rewards and outcomes for any scenario. My over-worrying paid off though, I sat down with my old coworkers (who are out of work now, just like me) and we had a whale of a time playing through my little scenario. I mentally locked in, and before I looked up from my various notebooks I noticed that three hours had gone by. My first every lengthy TTRPG campaign completed!

Opportunity comes with Freedom

First day of freedom! Aside from the stint of work I did this morning to mop up my lingering to do list. I suspect there'll be a few more odd jobs and bills to settle as the dust settles, but I'll take those as they come. In the meantime, I noticed just how content I felt. The days are getting longer, my obligations are only to myself and the horizon ahead feels vast in an inspiring way. I've got a small hit list of activities to crack on with before my holidays, the most important being having Dan over for some games. So I messaged him out the blue with the offer of dinner and beers but he honestly didn't need persuading because we had a great time hanging out in the evening. 

Mr Popular

Took our guests up to North Street where I was spotted by not one, but two other groups of friends. My network of Bristol people is clearly growing, nice to know that there's a small chance of always bumping into a familiar face. Rebecca and I bid our guests farewell as the Sunday scaries started to set in.

I mean, they should have done, but I'm free as a bird! Monday tomorrow will just be an extension of the weekend, no obligations, no stresses, no income... But I'll be more than fine til the next one rolls along, just got to enjoy the time I got, it'll be over before I know it. 

Pit Stop X Pub Stop

I don't even remember closing my eyes yesterday but I slept for a good long time, finally catching up after the end of the job. So I felt rested, better yet having house guests over (Matt and Ben) meant we had an excuse to cook an all-out breakfast which really brought me back to life.  

We took a walk into town for coffee, cookies and charity shops... Plus a few pub stops along the way. A Mexican place I was at the other week was on the ticket for tonight too and lighting did strike twice because it was a huge hit. We rounded the evening off with a final cute pub stops alongside some dice games which got us whooping. Just a lovely Saturday all in. 

See Ya Production Office

 Work drinks are fun, but boy you gotta pace yourself. My sleep was interrupted by my survival instincts telling me 'something is wrong', turns out that was my gut churning out the booze, never quite deciding if it'll come up or not.

Thankfully it didn't, and I wasn't alone in being in hungover so we commiserated together with a McDonald's breakfast than got to work on the big push to clean out the office. I had to really dig deep at times, moving bags of rock salt and peeling off hazard tape off studio floors was not on my mental agenda for today. But we got it done, or there's abouts.

We packed it all down then all just quietly took in our office one last time. The space we worked, laughed and panicked together. A lot of memories in that space, and it was bizarre to think that after just over a year it's all over. I'm officially unemployed now, but I already cannot wait for my time off. 

Work Drinks...

Every job must come to an end. 

But before that must come a bit meal. To be exact, one that starts at 3pm then goes on til 10pm. 

All paid for.

Including drinks.

You do a lot alof crazy stuff on a job but it's occasionally worth it for a mad one. 

Pontoon Pub

I recently adopted using a standing desk at work, not only are my legs getting a real workout, but it's gotten to the point where sitting down just feels wrong. I mean, now that I've been sat at home for a bit it's felt extra nice, but now my thigh muscles have all seized up a bit, guess that's a sign of my legs getting stronger but it's crazy to think how quickly I've acclimated to standing and working.

Back at home I returned to Minecraft and spent longer then I'd care to admit to make a pub on a pontoon. I really wanted to make some pirate looking lanterns that require iron to make, which only spawns in the dark, dangerous depths of the world. Cut to me dying multiple time in trying to get some, every time I do die the server let's all the players know that I succumbed to a terrible fate and everyone laughed at me...

They won't be laughing when I refuse their bar tab at the pontoon pub.

Return to Minecraft

Been a while since I've had such a physical day at work which makes a nice change. I broke down about 60 costume rails and shimmied a whole bunch of stuff into our shipping container to go into storage. There's been a big push to clean out the office today so it looks nice and clean for the team coming in tomorrow - more and more it's looking like a blank canvas of an office once again.

In the evening I hopped onto a Minecraft server with a bunch of friends online. I heard stories of how impressive some of the builds were there but nothing quite prepared me for when I logged on for a 'house tour' which lasted about half an hour. I saw windmills, underground sushi restaurants and frog sanctuaries. Grand temples and mossy grottos. Boats, castles, market streets and their shady back alleys. After devoting most of my life to exploring digital worlds, this one blew my socks off because everything was wonderfully curated and bespoke to the person. It was a dozen visual styles and stories all coexisting in some kind of harmony.  

Skipping around Skips

A colleague has left the job a week ahead of the rest of us so a bevvy of their old jobs landed with me. The chief one being in charge of skips which really blew up in my face first thing this morning as I scrambled to understand then resolve the situation. All the while we continued to slowly load bits into our storage crates and finish up the online paperwork. The clock is ticking now and I'd love nothing more than to close the door and walk away on Friday... But a niggling feeling tells me there'll be some bonus bits.

Earplugs or Nay?

Did the last few bits of prep for our Canada trip, booked a hire car, ferry and our US visa. Rebecca's attention is now turning to 'how to sleep best on the flight'. We're talking earplugs, sleep mask, compression socks etc. I'll probably just tilt my neck to the side and suffer in silence, but I should probably invest in some goodies to make the trip a little more comfy. 

One more week at work now too. Lots to polish off but it should all be achievable. With any luck it won't turn into a photo finish and we can continue gliding over the finishing line. I'm ready for a break now though, I'm already planning all the things I want to do while I'm off. One way or another, it'll all be over soon.

Resident Evil Requiem

Like a kid on Christmas, I woke up early to play a brand new video game today. Resident Evil Requiem launched very recently and I wanted to dive in with the rest of the world to enjoy the games thrills and chills. I was perhaps a little too keen to see it all though because I ended up finishing the game tonight too. The only thing that threatened my progress was a giant spider boss that Rebecca very kindly dispatched for me after I got myself in a bit of a tiz about the prospect of fighting it. All in the game was actually low-key disappointing, but I still had a fab time playing it with Rebecca on the sofa as she read a book while I screamed softly to myself whenever something jumped up. 

Bye Bye Production Runner

Though we have a full week left at work, some of my team bid farewell to us today. Specifically our Production Runner who started on the same day as me and who I shared many a shoot day on the truck with. We worked with eachother for so long it's frankly alien to think they won't be in on Friday now. I handed over my wrap gift, gave them a hug and watched them walk into the sunset. But we've already discussed making plans to meet up soon, even though this job is coming to a close the friendships will last a lifetime.

Over Caffeinated

Got given a pair of bulk upload tasks to do, the first of which was gonna be a long one as it involved dragging, renaming and filing just over 100 files. I made a cup of coffee, accidentally over caffeinated myself then proceeded to peek beyond the realm of space and time to bash them out at a rate that shocked my coworkers (and myself). I rode that high for the rest of the day it felt like. It helped that we watched Grease on our big office telly in the morning, a real team bonding moment where people stopped what they were doing to watch their favourite bits. Just an oddly productive day in a lot of ways.

Drip Feeding Work

The work has continued to flat line now and the team have lost all momentum. We're like soldiers with no war left to fight, drifting, ever hopeful for an email or phonecall. My last big project job is slowly arriving at completion point too, after that I really will start to feel like a bit of a spare part, but that's a good thing at this stage, beats rushing and stressing, especially when we've all got so little left in the tank.

Goof Off

Having smashed through my to do list I found myself with a pair of thumbs to twiddle. This is rare for me but I found myself in a position to 'save my energy' with is the perfect euphemism for 'goof off'. For about an hour I just stood up, shuffled some bits around the office to help with the pack down and then enjoyed some time off my screen. Until people eventually got back to my emails that is, then I was jumping back into action. 

Our production team enjoyed our last meal together at an upmarket Italian place which was certified delicious. It was swell to buy a bottle of wine for the table and enjoy it in the company of the team and we reflected on the victory lap. Best of all, because we're all so quiet there was virtually no talking shop. 

I'm also delighted to report that my efforts to give up Margaritas for Lent are still going strong. 

Closing Ceremony

Caught up with my work after the first hour of the day, after that I was just treading water and watching the Winter Olympic closing ceremony. The wrap has been smooth so far, we're uploading all our documents in a gradual manner while I continue to plug away at the rest of the logging. The WiFi set up and a bunch of Luton vans went back today too, the list of kit I'm responsible for is ever diminishing. I left earlyish so I had the chance to get the house ready for Jamie who was coming over to visit. He's staying the night so we had a chance to catch up and hang out into the small hours. He's almost done with his PhD now and working in different Uni's around the country, but for now he's sleeping in our house and taking it easy.

Bristol Light Festival 2026

Only had a little over an hour to hoover the whole house in anticipation to have Mum and Dad over for a day of Bristol sightseeing. Two things on the agenda: 1. A nice Korean lunch. 2. The Light Festival. I do feel a little bad because in previous years the Bristol Light Festival has always been pretty underwhelming, but we wanted to give it a fair shake this year so we tried to see everything. Turns out, Bristol is quite a big city and the sheer step count required to see it all was no small order, what deflated our spirits further was just how hit or miss some of the exhibits were. I can charitably bumb up my evaluation of the even to 'almost good'. The ballerina shadow casting trail was easily the best thing, but most of the other stuff failed to say anything interesting beyond 'pretty colours'. 

The real highlight was being able to spend time with my parents however and doing something a little different with them. I never thought in a million years we'd be eating corn dogs in Cabot Circus. 

Margarita-ville

I tried to do my Blog last night but my fingers wouldn't let me. That was on account of the no less than 8 margaritas I had after a cute meal out with the Accounts team turned into a bit of a session. It was a rollicking good time but I spent all of today paying for it. Anytime I stood up my stomach contents threatened to jump out my mouth so I spent the day in bed, in the fetal position. Rebecca's grace was saint like, fetching me water and buttered toast on request. I still don't feel normal but hopefully tomorrow I'll be right as rain.

It goes without saying, for Lent I think I'll be giving up margaritas. 

Drag and Drop Everything

Went to sleep last night dreaming of my game plan for today, how I'd grind my to-do list under my heel. My ducks were in a row, all I had to do was make the magic happen. Instead, I'm hit with a nasty old curve ball from one of our departments, a classic one I should have seen from miles away... I had to back up all the photos off their iPads. A couple would have been pretty easy of course, but 50,000 of them was a little hard to fathom in the moment. That's a figure so great that the file copying process started to kick up a hissy fit, insisting I chunk it down into manageable pieces of a thousand photos at a time. Constantly tending to this becamey full time job for the day, the sticky tar of responsibility that dragged down all my other efforts. Even before bed right now I'm slowly watching a little progress bar full the screen so I can drag a set of files and do the whole thing over again.

Lock in and Pack Up

The paperwork wrangling continues, this time though there's a big ol' checklist to work against now. The team and I are chunking through it, while I independently finish up all of our sustainability reporting. It feels like there's a mountain to do still, but by this time tomorrow it's going to feel like it's all in hand. Everything is slowly winding down now and we're slowly packing things into storage crates now. Little by little, every trace of us will be scrubbed from our hired production office. But if you squint, you'll see our finger prints and our shadows lingering in the doorways.

Pancake Day 2026

Today marks a first for me, a work anniversary! It's almost unheard of to stick around on a film and TV job for an entire year but I've been blessed with a long haul job with a good gang of people so I feel incredibly lucky. It also happened to be pancake day at work (again) so we set up a little pancake station with fruits, syrups, lemon, sugar - you name it, we had it. As a bonus, I made some crepes for Rebecca and myself this evening which came out amazingly well. I am beyond stuffed now though, I'd be turning into a pancake if I had one more bite...

Wrapping Yarn

Got up at a sociable time and got to work at a comparatively normal time. We have entered the wrap phase now so things are looking nice and chill for the next week or so. All I did was catch up on paperwork from last week and input a lot of data to the courier log. That was broken up occasionally by people coming up and saying goodbye to us, lots of crew are peeling away now and pretty soon we'll be the last few standing - the alphas and the omegas. 

Tonight I just wanted to wrap up my crochet project, just a few more odd techniques to get my head around before I could call it a day. I took my time though and nailed everything out the gate, finishing it off with time to spare! I made a drawstring pouch - I can't believe how well it turned out. I just keep looking at it, still processing how it was just wool on a string this time yesterday.

 

In the Market for Wool

Had the sleep my body needed and followed it up with a hearty bowl of porridge - I was truly prepped for anything today... Except for the wool shop I found on East Street this morning that totally blew me away. I'm still trying to get a handle on the technique for my next project (12 failed attempts so far, but every failure a lesson), I have the colour vision for it though so I was in the market for yarn. Google Maps didn't point this new shop out to me though so finding it was a real treat, I ended up spending way to long obsessing over what colour wool to get but I left confident in my choice.

This afternoon Rebecca and I stepped into our war room to do some serious holiday planning. We arranged travel insurance, booked ferries, visas, accomodation and even seats to a hockey game. Lotta work for a Sunday, but it's all to ensure we have the best holiday possible. 

Taking a break from that prep I returned to my crochet project and at long last, it all clicked. I ended up going for nearly two hours on a new roll. Probably quietly scared I'll forget the technique if I stop, but it's more than half finished now! 

Happy Valentine's 2026

A slightly horse voice was the only evidence of last night's shenanigans, got away scot free without any hangovers or enduring nastiness. That meant more time for video games and continuing my crochet project which I'm eternally finding myself restarting. Rebecca and I never really do much for Valentine's Day, but we did end up finishing a coop game called Split Fiction together which really put or communication and teamwork skills to the test.

Happy Wrap 2026

Wrap days are often madness. Present giving left right and centre, cleaning out all the trucks and running around to make sure we saw the important moments. This was a relatively chill day compared to most, we got the work done all with a big smile on our face. I was lavished with a handful of cards and gifts and before long I was whisked away to the wrap party for some beers and some boogieing. I thought I'd be down for a late one but I'm back in comparatively good time, with less alcohol in my system than expected - guess I won't have my head in a toilet bowl like I thought.

Flowers for a 2nd Unit

I stood proud at the head of our final 2nd Unit day. Danced around some curveballs at the start of the morning for sure, ended up buying a bouquet of flowers for a wrapped cast member (which was quite tricky considering Valentine's is fast approaching) but we do best under a little bit of pressure. Otherwise we shot it, wrapped an hour early and then we went home. Gotta get ready for the big final day tomorrow now!

45 Seconds

Turns out today was NOT my final dentist appointment, however they ended up tending to the literal root of all problems. There's a jutty out part of my front tooth that clashes with my lower levels, rendering it painful to do a 'resting bite'. This was the thing that got me returning to the dentist a few years back and ultimately going down the route of braces. The process mitigated it all but never outright solved the issue. I flagged it once again last session and they agreed to take a proper look at it today. I sat in the chair, they pulled out an electric file and within 45 seconds they shaved part of that tooth stun down. They asked me how it felt after. I bit down. The problem was gone. 

Almost 3 years of discomfort and pain vanished in 45 seconds. That was that.