I clicked my heels together as I left my hotel room early this morning, for today was the day my new touchscreen gloves arrived at a nearby parcel pick up point. I got dressed, popped out, greeted the high street, picked up my post and dreamed about how useful the gloves would be on set. Returned to the hotel room, ripped open the parcel to try them on and they were far too small. I was like OJ in court trying to squeeze them over my fingers. The gloves didn't fit, so I had to acquit... To the expensive return policy of the website.
So yeah, that was my morning. The days work was same as before in this location - continuing one scene while the sun was up, then onto another bunch once the sun had set. The whole time I kept thinking to myself 'I wished those damn gloves fitted'. At the very least we got to pop into the hotel bar this evening with a few crew. The very nice staff member kept extending the closing time for us and continued to pour us drinks. Ready for one more day on the road before I'm back in my normal bed.
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