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Gus and his Dirty Dead Dad
Today, after a lot of hair pulling, I submitted the film "Gus and his Dirty Dead Dad" (formerly Caravan) to the first of a few film festivals. I've decided also to leave it up on the site for a few days. You can watch it here - http://www.teamwonderful.co.uk/p/blog-page.html password dirtydad
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Karen
It had been a terrible month for Karen. She counted eight things; each shitty enough on their own but together, Christ. As she found her seat the insidious memory of Vincent and Freddie crawled over her again but she shook it off, determined. This trip would do something, be some sort of respite, it had to, it had to. Lisa moved to Florida two years ago and she missed her every day. She couldn't afford the holiday, but she couldn't afford not to see her friend - it wasn't a holiday, it was a tonic. Jon had paid for an upgrade to premium economy and she was only now noticing the seat.
There was two seats where there might be three and the screen in the head rest was bigger. more leg room too, even more than the others in fact as she had the window seat on an exit row, joy! A pillow? There was a pillow and a blanket! My god, she thought, this isn't flying, this is nicer than my flat. She smiled, for the first time in a long time. She pulled out her phone and texted Jon. “thank you hun, you will never know just how grateful I am right now, KX”.
The passenger beside her lent over and said in a treacle brogue “you know you’re not allowed to use your phone on here” and topped it with a practiced smile. Karen couldn't believe it. No, not this, not now, not after everything. He offered his leatherette hand, “Hi, Dougray”, and waited for effect. Her face twisted, “Dougray Scott?” she almost shouted. “Guilty” he flirted back. Her face went white “Fucking Dougray Scot?”. He raised an eyebrow.
It started as a low moan and rose up the scale to a scream. She didn't really remember pulling the handle, or the yellow chute inflating. She doesn't recall sliding down it and she is still surprised she ran as far as they say she did.
There was two seats where there might be three and the screen in the head rest was bigger. more leg room too, even more than the others in fact as she had the window seat on an exit row, joy! A pillow? There was a pillow and a blanket! My god, she thought, this isn't flying, this is nicer than my flat. She smiled, for the first time in a long time. She pulled out her phone and texted Jon. “thank you hun, you will never know just how grateful I am right now, KX”.
The passenger beside her lent over and said in a treacle brogue “you know you’re not allowed to use your phone on here” and topped it with a practiced smile. Karen couldn't believe it. No, not this, not now, not after everything. He offered his leatherette hand, “Hi, Dougray”, and waited for effect. Her face twisted, “Dougray Scott?” she almost shouted. “Guilty” he flirted back. Her face went white “Fucking Dougray Scot?”. He raised an eyebrow.
It started as a low moan and rose up the scale to a scream. She didn't really remember pulling the handle, or the yellow chute inflating. She doesn't recall sliding down it and she is still surprised she ran as far as they say she did.
Luck - Fallingham Fair.
I may have mentioned them before.. but have wee look at this video i made for Fallingham Fair. Their new album "songbook" is out now - here http://fallinghamfair.bandcamp.com/
http://youtu.be/CP6bGCdhsSI
Television Centre - boo hoo, bye bye.
In 2012 I went to TVC for a casting and was told to wait at stage door reception to be fetched up. A young guy came over, with lanyard pass around his neck, shook my hand and said “hi, William Andrews?” “Yes –that’s me” I replied, picked up my stuff and followed him though some doors and along a corridor behind a large group of people. “I love you in Sorry I’ve got no head.” “Thanks” said I, thinking he looked a bit young to be working here.
I realised suddenly that he didn't, he was on tour of the building with his parents and was about 12 years old. I made an involuntary noise of alarm, turned on my heel and went back the way I had come.
Fallingham Fair
So my very talented sister Aoife is in a band - @FallinghamFair. have a look at a new thing they gone an done ....
#ACMS
So - there is a gig called the Alternative Comedy Memorial Society - and it is easily the best gig i have ever played. The only problem is it can give you a distorted view of your material. Basically put, there's stuff that flies at the acms that burns elsewhere.
here is a video of me and Tom Golding doing something there. hope you like.
http://youtu.be/65I0n-gXD0c
I Work Alone
Here is a thing i wrote http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p011sc2c
Featuring the talents of Jason Lewis, Issy Sutie, Colin Hoult & Kerry Howard and directed by Carolina Giammetta
Featuring the talents of Jason Lewis, Issy Sutie, Colin Hoult & Kerry Howard and directed by Carolina Giammetta
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