Recently spent a couple of days running around in dank woods at Pinewood Studios pretending to be a Druid. no, I haven't joined some nutjob re-enactment society, it was for the upcoming Terry Pratchett thing on Sky, 'The Colour Of Magic'. The reason for the rather pained expression on my face is that fucking hessian was damned uncomfortable, not to mention damp and muddy.
Anyway I got to hold the lead actress' hand (leading her up to the altar to be sacrificed, in fact), and she told me I looked like Alan Rickman, which is a step up from Steven Seagal. Then I got chased around by and old guy with a sword. Getting up at 5am was the hard bit. That's when I'm usually going to sleep.
I don't have the benefit of Sky TV, and am really not into Pratchett's stuff anyway, but maybe someone can tape it for me who does. No idea when it's coming out, but they seem to be spending a bit of money on it, so I imagine they'll give it plenty of hype.
Some passing kids told my I looked like Wonder Woman. Little twats.
By the way - changing the subject - has anyone checked out the endless and totally paranoid rant someone's left as a comment on my Madame Hydra post below? It's the most bonkers thing I've read for ages, and I've only got about a fifth of the way through so far. I feel quite honoured to be chosen, really.