The Blackbird

Due to a bizarre set of circumstances, I got to step up to a hilariously high position today. Our script supervisor needed to make a scheduled phonecall with her GP so I volunteered to do her job for the duration. She gave me a crash course on the job and I was off and away. For the next 8 minutes and two slates, my role on a filmset had arguably never been so important. I timed shots, annotated a script and watched the monitors intensely. It was genuinely really exhilarating, once it was over I felt like I could do anything.

 

 Instead though, I went to fetch a bunch of lobsters for our main cast and exec producers. Hours later I realized I left the butter in my car too so I guess they enjoyed some dry crustacean... Actually that thought does make me snigger. After worm we headed to a nearby pub to watch the sunset. Driving back I hit a blackbird though and I kept thinking about it long into the evening. The people driving behindme said they saw it fly away afterwards but I can't help but feel incredibly guilty. I hate the fact that after I had such a lovely day, I ended the day for another living creature.  

Tricky Top 10

A few weeks back I was tasked with providing my 'Top 10 Films' list to our director in conversation. It wasn't until I actually sat down and tried to think of what films would occupy those spaces I realized how hard it was going to be. These days, only movies that give me an immediate gut reaction make it anywhere near that space, and the more I whittle it down to just ten movies I notice how many of them are hold-overs from my formative years. I believe I have a shortlist now but I wanted to do my classic mini-paragraph for each entry too. Might even share it on here once it's all done. That's honestly all that's occupied my brain today, the rest of the working day just passed me by.

Power Cut Cottage

No power in our cottage when we woke up. I wasn't too badly affected, but there was a brief scare once we realized all the bespoke meats we bought at the farmers market was slowly thawing out in our defunct freezer. My first job was to check the power, then to post a bunch of correspondence letter from my colleagues. Annoyingly once I got back from the post box, the big boss handed me a bunch of their letters to deliver, back out again... 

We all wanted to get out early today, but whenever things are looking clear nasty surprises start to crop up. Our Covid supervisor got shuffled around and the new one is a bit overwhelmed with all the moving parts so it fell to my team to sweep up some of the pieces. Left a bit later (get to charge a bit of overtime though) and found myself starving once I got back home. Pickings were slim, I haven't done a grocery shop in ages, thankfully a packet of spaghetti materialized and the evening was saved! Stuffed now and ready for bed for another busy one tomorrow no doubt.

Coughing in the Wind

 Back on the truck for the Bank Holiday and unsurprisingly, my to-do list was rather light. It was a good little gap day where I got to catch up on all the gubbins that fell by the way side. Only latterly I had to dash off for an emergency food shop for one our our self-isolating Canadians, I braved the appalling weather to bring her some ham and a microwave curry. Once back in our cottage my housemate said 'let's put the wood burner on.' We forgot just how windy it was so all the smoke blew right back into our home! Spent the last 20 minutes ventilating everything! We're chuckling now though... hopefully not because of the light smoke inhalation.

Most of A Sunday

Though we have only had one day off this weekend, we made full use of it. I whipped up some porridge and chattted with Rebecca while strolling around Devon which was super. A trip to the monthly Sunday market was next on the cards, there's talk of a BBQ soon so we got some burgers and venison sausage, plus some A+ cheese for Rebecca - but really it's a little present for the two of us. Then enjoyed a takeaway Sunday roast and earned a lot of favor points with my colleagues by making them all done espresso martinis. Walked off the booze with a lovely stroll round the local area while thinking about all the stuff I have to do tomorrow at work. Storm's a brewing. Or so they say... See how naff tomorrow turns out to be.

Cornwall Is Wrapped

Crikey, I'd forgotten just how slow working on a Saturday can be. Our Line Producer (usually the busiest guy on the team) was belly aching about being bored and asked us to get him a newspaper. My day was so slow, minus a crazy busy 2 hours in the afternoon after I learnt we had run out of water on set. I hooves it all the way to the closest supermarket (a 15 minute drive away), got there and realized I left my wallet on my desk! Gosh I was cross with myself. The request for water turned outto be a lot less urgent than we had anticipated thankfully, so I just got to luga shed load of water back up to Devon in my car. Cornwall is wrapped, last leg of the shoot should be easy breezy and very pleasant.

Flip Flop Friday

 Such an flip flop day. I had so little stuff to get on with I actually found myself giving my boss a lift into places of natural beauty. Then all of a sudden, everything was super urgent and last minute... Then it went right back to silence and being easy going. 

Though it's a bank holiday this weekend I will be working Saturday and Monday. We are all unbelievably stoked for our Sunday day off though. Farmer's Market is back in town and the Sunday roasts will flow like wine.