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lord maximum, sabbath working. child labour
to a hotel in central london with jem and maximum, meeting andie there
had a strange encounter signing into the loading bay of the hotel.
me and maximum didn't have any ID
(i did have mine somewhere but maximum doesn't have any)
when i said to the sign in staff i didn't have any, i was told that it was illegal not to carry ID
'not in this country mate' i said 'if you're born in england, you people don't have to carry papers'
there was a disagreement
which was cut short by the security guard sternly saying 'STOP ARGUING'
when i said 'don't worry mate, i wasn't arguing: just having a conversation' there was more awkwardness
and then the security guard told the sign in staff, 'NO TALKING. IF YOU WANT TO TALK DO IT WHEN YOURE NOT WORKING'
lovely
as we were going up in the lift with another member of hotel staff, i jokingly said, 'is it fun to work here?' and THAT member of staff looked at me sternly and said 'YOU WERE ARGUING AND THIS IS NOT THE ********** WAY. IT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE'
such a weird start to a shoot. such an unhappy place to work
especially weird, since we were paying guests of the hotel and the ballroom we were shooting in cost £3000 to shoot in.
despite this, had a short happy, epic shoot with 'lorde' aka ella
packed up RTB...
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...in time to meet our new house visitor

beautiful pussy
who had apparently arrived unannounced and stayed all day.
much to all our delight
unpacked
repacked
drove 6hrs to cornwall: straight hit, stopping twice for gas: NO traffic