Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out: February 11, 2011

honey i'm home...

...for 7 hours.

i was up and at the brent cross apple store by 9.45am.
there were already 20 people assembled waiting for the 10am opening.
but they were being british about things so i maneuvered round people till i was pressing my nose against the glass door (to disapproving gasps).

ran in waving a credit card saying 'who the fastest person to get me a loaded up mac book pro? i'm in a bit of a hurry'

made it to pinewood (tv and film) studios (where i was in celebby weakest link a few years ago) JUST in the nick of my call time.

i'm endorsing a luxury brand car (also currently secret) in a commercial and today was the day i was being filmed for this.

i'm relieved and very surprised to hear that the car i was feeling bad about endorsing is actually relatively eco friendly and my conscience can feel a (very) little bit better.

as the stylist was steaming me a white shirt, she said 'my dad's a photographer'
'really?' i said expecting him to be some unknown, 'what's his name?'
'brian griffin', she said.

only THE legend and main reason i started taking photos who i was JUST talking about for the first time with clara in NY as one of my 4 main influences in photography.

what the chances of that???

i will mention the other three and why they're important to me soon...ish.

i love it when you are happy...

finally finished the rewrite on the rewritten brief over lunch in denham.

and miraculously made it back to farm for some frantic migrating of backed up files onto the new laptop.
not just because i'm so tired but also because of the ominous 6 police range rover escorted bomb disposal truck that passed me at speed while i was stuck in traffic at surrey quays.

my heart is beating too fast.
the migrated files will be finished at midnight and need checking.
we leave at 3.30am for a 7.30am flight to the french alps.
sleep tonight is not an option (again)

it's not that there aren't enough hours in the day: there aren't enough seconds in the minutes.

i'll be working while the family is skiing.

the same family mrs.perou wrote to me about this morning when she overheard maximum saying:
'when i'm older my name's going to be X-am...see it's 'max' backwards. cool isn't it?'
and z replying, 'yeah...and when i grow up i'm going to be called 'rocket booster'.

maximum made me this card for my return.
'let's roll are wheels'

BIG love out to my lovely uncle david as i've just heard his wife colleen has died.
sad news.
we were just with them both this christmas.
:(