Misfits Mid-Life Crisis Adventures in East London (The NEXT Chapter).
Week 121 Saturday 8th October until Friday 14th October 2016.

I will never be rich, it would be nice to not have to worry about how and when the bills are going to be paid. Even when working I couldn’t spend like it was water. Since the end of August I have been signing getting a few quid every couple of weeks, which I add to the money I had saved from my pay packet, buts it’s not going to last long.
It was all too much for one actor, the very posh jazz club i spent a night in.
I could have easily got a job doing the kind of work that I have recently been involved with, but I felt that my mental health was more important. It was an easy decision not to go back into an office environment. I was fed up of being talked down to, being made to feel foolish and small by the public and management. I’m one of the world’s saddo who wants the world to unrealistically love each other; this does mean however that I get walked all over.
Light reading between takes, at 3am it was getting chilly.
This last month I have been volunteering as an extra in film and TV, I use the word volunteer because I don’t get any money. The days are long and usually involve a lot of time doing nothing, while the really important production people rush around doing things that matter. I normally get sent a brief that tells me what to wear which takes into consideration things like when the scene is set. It is then up to me to find an outfit and alternatives, the extra clothes are in case the wardrobe department are not keen on my main choice.
My view from a small stage, where i was feeding lines to the lead actor. Look carefully you’ll see a mic was in front of me, and the camera and crew in the background.
I really enjoy watching the whole production process, which can look to others like a lot of people holding clip boards, wearing puffer jackets and listening to headphone while mumbling into microphone clipped to their puffer jackets. Everyone is kept in their place by the director and/or the first assistant director who shouts over the general hubbub to keep conversation to a minimum while the next shot is lined up. There is usually panic towards the end of the day when the whole production realise that they have to get so many shots completed before wrapping.
Going home from a night shoot as everyone was just waking up.
It’s all very well that I am learning and enjoying myself, but I need to make some money. I have been applying for every casting i’m applicable for and maybe one or two I’m probably not suitable for. Every now and then I find the background artist Holy Grail, a paid gig. I hope that the productions I have been involved with will lead to something paid. In the mean time I might have to go back into an office sitting on my arse for 8hrs, day 5 days a week. That kind of job would be more bearable I feel if I knew that every now and then I will be enveloped in a totally creative atmosphere.
And now for something completely different.
There not trying to keep the carriage warm, its covered up to pretend its in a tunnel.
Spent a couple of days sitting on a Victoria line tube train, don’t worry the delays are not that bad. This was an old carriage preserved at a museum; I was taking part in a short film. I love a train, especially a tube train so I really did enjoy looking around this old work horse of London Underground. I wanted to pull the passenger alarm, but thought against it just in case it did make a noise interrupting filming. Met a number of people that I have worked with a couple of times over the last few weeks, so nice to see happy smiles all day long not something you normally see on a tube train.
My outfit, and a lot of waiting around until its time for action.
Rushing there on the first day after contending with another train strike, plus normal London delays meant that I hurried to the location in E17 while looking at my map on my phone. Yes I was one of those annoying people walking around while staring at a small illuminated device and not really taking any notice of other people or traffic.
Sanya the wardrobe mistress. The museum cat, who was getting an overdose of loving from cast and crew.
It really was strange going home on the tube after spending two days sat in one pretending it was moving. The director indicated which way they wanted you to move/jolt in order to simulate that the train moving. To give the effect more realism the background was moved, this messed with my brain because you really felt that the train was moving through a tunnel. Even though you knew you were stationary in East London.
So yummy…
In other news…..
Random tattoo of the week. Spotted on a real tube train.
A lovely young guy on set said he liked my pad. My pad of note paper and pen I carry around to make notes for this very blog. I’m just so retro, am I cool finally.
The Mid Life Crisis Conts……
This week I have mainly been watching: “Artsnight: Michael Palin Meets Jan Morris”. “Cleverman”, (Season 1, ep 6). “Damned”, (Season 1, ep 3). “Josh”, (Season 2, ep 4). “Have I Got News For You”, (Season 52 ep 1 & 2). “Red Dwarf”, (Season XI, ep 5). “The Apprentice”, (Season 12, ep 1 & 2). “The Apprentice, Honest Subtitles”. “The Apprentice, Your Fired”, (Season 11, ep 1 & 2). ”. “The Graham Norton Show”, (Season 20, ep 2 & 3). “The Great British Bake Off”, (Season 7, ep 8). “The Great British Bake Off: An Extra Slice”, (Season 3, ep 8). “The Last Leg”, (Season 9, ep 1 & 2). “Travelman, 48hrs In…”, (Season 1, ep 1 & Season 3, ep 3).
This week I have mainly been listening to: “Iain Lee: TalkRADIO (Highlights)”, (07/10, 10/10, 11/10, 12/10, 13/10/16). “Iain Lee: TalkRADIO (Live)”, (10/10, 11/10, 13/10/16). “LBC Podcast: Mystery Hour”, (13/10/16). ”LBC Podcast: Nick Abbot (Whole Show)”, (08/10, 09/10, 10/10, 11/10, 12/10, 13/10, 14/10/16). ”The Barry From Watford Podcast”, (22/07/11)(04/08, 05/08, 12/08/11)(06/09, 07/09, 13/09/11). “Toby Hadoke’s Who’s Round”,(ep 56, ep 57, ep 58, 04/14)(ep 188, 09/16). “Morrissey”, “Strawberry Switchblade”, “Dexy’s Midnight Runners”, “Prefab Sprout”, “Squeeze”, The Blow Monkeys”, “The Communards” .

I love the CAKE and pretty Shark earrings.
Adult drinks at the O2, excited about a soon to be relised film.
Going, gone..
It was chilly on the 16th floor in Chelsea.
On set in Dagenham, a great looking dolly, brekkie and call sheet, the wardrobe dept.
My cozzie, the production liked it. What, no Dr Peppers…
I wonder if you rub two plastic notes together, do you get a tenner. i might have to try it.
High tea with SAZ and Anaia.
Took less that half an hour to travel from Marylebone.
Robin my pretend date for the afternoon.
Pizza, pizza everywhere. Careful don’t spill it down a white top……oops.
That’s a wrap, lets toast this with fizzy Apple juice instead of Champagne.
Hired a car again last weekend, took MOZ and Ian to see there lovely Aunty Ann and Uncle Derek.
That’s not a Cappuccino, it’s almost mud.
Amazing street art in Shoreditch East London.
The photo shoot studio, and Bunny the make up artist that made me look presentable.
One of my cheap outfits, All that make up was needed on my face.
I have 65 pics on here, seeing the agency again next week.
The lush on the left is leading this lovely Granny astray.
Fun at the vineyard.
SAZ and Tim’s one month wedding anniversary.
Not going to lie, i really was in love in this pic.
“Now where are we”….
I might have packed a few to many things for the shoot.
Chabuddy G, a hero.
The hottest September day in 50 years.
Studio 1, The London Studios.
I still think of this building as the LWT stuidos.
It was a tough Tuesday, i bared up as best as i could.
Nice meeting this week.
Visited this building twice this week, that’s twice too many.
Art in St P’s.
And you thought MOZ had been forgotten this week…. wrong.
I see the Mon Lisa.
Who is goosing who…
I saw this as a threat, i kept away.
Seen in London this week. Its frakking September, there is no need for this put it away.
And now for some nude art on a cart in a London square showing boobs.
I don’t think London is a pretty city, but this installation actually makes the skyline interesting.
Cheers, Happy Bday this week to Ian Colson and Star Trek both celebrating a milestone.
No drink was involved in this picture, this was the result of a run.

If only i could have climbed over the wall, this place is responsible for a lot of my childhood.
A nice way to spend a Thursday morning.
I called the 5th floor home until the middle of this week.
These people kept me sane over the recent months.
The metroplis that is Croydon.
The board of doom, informing us of how many angry people were waiting.
Fun on the South bank, a little culture by the Thames.
L to R, Josienne Clarke & Ben Walker, The Craze sound checking, then suited and booted for the performance.
Richmond on a sunny Sunday afternoon.


Did i forget anything.
Do you like my country pile.
Our posh room.
This is where the sloe gin is found.
Paul and Sigrida, notice Joleen in the background wearing a dressing gown on the dance floor.
No not a supermodel, just a old cow.
Mum enjoying herself.
This loon didnt care.
Scrubs up well does MOZ.
Amber cornered Jesse at the Wedding brekkie.
The dance floor turtle is in this pic…
Strictly came to the dancefloor.

Croydon actually looks good in the sunshine.
A pre wedding treat. Harley Quinn saved this film.
Its good to be behind the wheel again.
A few supplies, you never know the zombie apocalypse could take place over the weekend.
Anaia trying to escape in the background, she will be hunted down.
Jesse waiting for his turn to “phone a friend” for the wedding pub quiz.
A lovely improvised meal.
There be Bunnies outside.
There small, furry and so cute.
Birds everywhere.
Drinking wine out of silicon cups in the park on a Essex summers day.
One of these people is supposed to be a responsible adult, which one is it.
Nico knows how to relax in Hertfordshire.
Leo, living the dream in Watford.
Going home drunk from Watford, had a lovely time with Paul and Sigrida and family.
Evening out with Moira.