We were filming our movie outside all day in the blistering, bleaching, burning sun of southern Texas. It was also the day one of the stars was only three years old, and another was a dog. The dog got binned early on, but the three year old girl was integral to the story and her […]
Guy is an interesting room-mate. Some Americans will ask you questions about The Beatles or The Clash when discovering you are an English chap. Guy was different. The first thing he ever said to me was, “So you’re from England, huh? Are you a Whitehouse fan?” Bizarrely enough, and believe me, Whitehouse are pretty bizarre,
I still speak the Queen’s English despite numerous hostile bids from local dialects. Although someone thought I was Russian a few days ago, I am still getting the odd, “I like your accent.” and I have not succumbed to using the word “like” in any sentence more than once. I clocked one of my room-mates
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