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May 10, 2006
Holocaust Story
I have just done a photo session for the film called The Cap.
Final shot of storyteller, Roman, in the film The Cap by Matt Woolley.
A prisoner loses his hat. It is a capital offence. He takes the hat from another prisoner. The other prisoner is shot at morning parade - no questions, no ceremony. The short film deals with Roman's reasoning and lack of guilt for the action he took to save his own life.
May 2, 2006
It never rains, eh?
After a lull.....I spend four days getting my Steinberg MI4 system to work - one click on the correct parameter option and, WHOOF, it all comes to life. 10th April:- Jeni's at work , not normal for Mondays, so I park my car in the garage where she would normally park, (she's got a soft top - doesn't want the vinyl to rot). That night we get heavy, wet snow. A tree falls over with the weight of snow, right where my car would have been parked. Simultaneously, a friend asks me to record a voice-over for a film he's made at college. I need to clear the 'dead' tree but there's too much to do. I do four hours making sure that the procedure for audio recording is clear and in my head. Then I clear the tree. Three days later we record the voice-over and all goes well. Everything rounded off with a pub lunch, old fashioned English roast beef, and creme brullé. So now I can hardly walk or lift me pint. But me mate comes back from filming in Canada and we're back on the golf course. I don't do too well this round - 57 on a nine-holer. However, we talk about my latest contribution to our book, wot we are writin'. Result, I have to dismantle a section that was built on pure blood and sweat, but, I think he's right and so I'm clear where I'm going next. Three days later we're back on the course at Seaford Head, playing a round with an 'homo trouvé', a bailiff for the electricity board who lives in Eastbourne. I make the longest drive of the game, knock one out of a bunker from forty yards with me lob wedge to within two feet of the hole, and I do the back nine in 48. COME ON! You see, it's not all shit.
