Happy Birthday Rebecca 2026

 Rebecca set her alarm just as early as me this morning, all so she could enjoy a bit of time with me to open her cards and her presents before I had to scarper off to work. I say this every year, but I'm always blown away by the correspondence she gets on her Birthday. Swathes of goodwill texts and heartfelt cards land her way on the big day - a testiment to how many lives she's touched.

This year's gift was a joint effort from the whole family: a Fuji Film Camera with the ability to print out mini Polaroid style snaps. I can't wait to see what memories she starts printing off.

We went out to dinner to Honest Burger (thank you, various vouchers) and then met up with her visiting parents for drinks. The long week caught up with me finally after my second pint so I started yawning uncontrollably. Back in bed now with Rebecca, wishing her one again a very Happy Birthday. 

Accelerating to the Finish

Blinked and the day passed me by. That's how it always goes as we approach the end of the shoot, things just accelerate beyond comprehension and the next thing you know everyone has moved on. But until they get there, I'll be weighing wigs, doing paperwork and sorting the odd jobs as the come through. I just wish I could catch my breath a bit and enjoy the end of it a bit more.

Usual %

Made some good strides forward at work, yet the day was still defined for me by my slip ups. All of them innocent and without meaningful consequence, but I hold myself to a fairly high standard at work and take failings a little too deep. As a result I couldn't get into a groove at work, mostly because I had to revisit old bits I thought were done to unpick them. I'm chauking it up to a bad day, I'm already ready to start anew tomorrow and return to my usual 100%.

Weighing Wigs

Found myself embroiled into the world of sending equipment overseas - and to do that you need to do a riggerous inventory of everything. My colleague and I spent the last four hours of our day logging, weighing and price guessing wigs, curling irons and scissors. Never a dull moment in the world of film and TV... 

Here Comes the Curtain

Working split shifts again which means emails before my work day has officially started then coming how in the wee hours of the night. To break it up a bit though we did a scavenger hunt of sorts on the truck as a kind of prank war. That kept me smiling, but I couldn't shake the feeling that this was the last two weeks of shooting and things were slowly coming to a close. The curtain call is on everyone's minds now, and it's making me a little blue.

Cairn

Treated myself to a little indie game that came out last week (my first game of 2026). It's a mountain climbing one called Cairn, the big thing is you have to individually place your four limbs into ledges as you climb, you're basically an octopus mountain goat. It's incredibly engaging so far, every sheet wall is a little puzzle to solve and every accent begins with me holding my breath as I double guess if I truly selected the right spot to for the climb. 

Rebecca came home just in time to watch a whole lot of The Bear's latest season. The Sunday scariest manifested a little bit as the sun started setting. Luckily I have much later start tomorrow so I can get a Monday lie in... But that also means I have a later finish.  

Wes Exhibit

Dan and I drove up to London to meet up with Rebecca, Mark and Lucy for a little day of activities. Spearheading it all was a trip to the Design Museum, which was hosting an exhibit on Wes Anderson's films and I was blown away by how expansive it was. Script pages, photographs, original props and costumes, it was such a treasure trove. I was surprised by how emotional bits made me feel, knowing that only a piece of glass was separating me from some elements of my favourite films. After that we grabbed a cheeky Nandos and did a bit of pub hopping, ending up in a hotel bar drinking some left of field cocktails. The day was full of food stuff but best was just hanging out altogether again, enjoying eachothers company and shooting the breeze.