(the view ce soir accross me back fields)

returned to the ski shoppes to get some extra as we've heard where we're going is now -15º

unfortunately plenty londoners fearing the local cold snap have panic bought up ALL supplies of silk snoods and glove liners from london winter sports shoppes

:(

despite this, the pavements of london were noticeably devoid of people today.


had a great meeting with my tv agent jessica and one other, regarding the tv show i wrote before christmas which MIGHT have legs.

there are SO many moments at which a good idea can stumble in (TV)development: it's best not to get too excited about anything until you're actually filming and have a transmission date.

watch this space.
then hopefully watch the one in your living room later this year

dropped in on che boy on my way home.
left the smoke before rush hour kicked in.

RTF to meet up with farm-sitters mum-mum and dad-dad and to finish packing for skiing in french alps, NY, LA and the job in london the day after i return.

so excited i feel like i might burst.
the only flip side of this being, i  probably will.
up down up down up down.
one is not a steady ride.

abandoned the office: today it was -1ºc outside at the farm and 0ºc inside my office.
it was so cold the laser printer declared it had a fatal error because it couldn't get up to temperature.

fortunately MY error isn't fatal and the heated seats in the mini got me back up to temperature


DTT with maria

formal dining for lunch at SH with lyndsey price which was lovely: good to catch up & scheme.

had to ask joe for malt vinegar (for me chips)
the waiter and chef in the restaurant refused to acknowledge the need / existence of malt vinegar on the premises.

british people like malt vinegar on their chips.
why is that so unclassy?

i think i might still be jet-lagged?

by 7.30pm this evening i was in bed struggling to keep my eyes open.

the underfloor heating in the office is fuckered again.

me and maria have been taking it in turns to hug an electric radiator between our legs.

warmer than usual groins, freezing cold hands.

 
maximum still ill, of course.
his being able to come skiing with us on saturday is looking unlikely: terribly sad news for us, and him.

i'm so cold i can't think straight.

urrrrrrr

(nice work patrick and thankyou)

we're video craaaaaazy today.




maximum has tonsillitis: poor lad.

i had my tonsils removed when i was a kid.
don't think it's the done thing now.

i was up at 5am
surprised the cockerel by opening up the chicken shed while he was still sleeping and saying 'cockle doodle bloody doo'

snowing at the farm.
spent much of the day retouching the story i shot for status in manila last sunday.

and booking flights for london-NY-LA-london

for those of you who did not make the show in manila last weekend, here's my film that was playing on the back wall of the ayala museum.

and for those of you who were there and saw this but didn't get to hear it with the sound, here it is with the beautiful music by 'byé lai mar' reworking purity ring's 'ungirthed'

(THANKYOU mike)

let it load and watch it full screen.
probably best viewed stoned or on acid.

btw. this is a full colour video, shot in england on a less than sunny day


and on another note, the air IS familiar back in blighty: it's grey and freezing cold.

good flight back from dubai.

enjoyed flying emirates and the multiple camera views of our flight.

this is actual video NOT animation.

had a warm welcome from mrs.perou and sons



now in the cold homeland, struggling to stay awake till a sensible bedtime