Was just lately back in the same patch of woods where I was doing that Druidy stuff a while back, this time being beaten up by riot police. All for the sake of art I must say, or television anyway. It was for He Kills Coppers which is going to be on ITV sometime in the new year. The scene is a recreation of the famous Battle of the Beanfield, during which a bunch of crusties got the crap kicked out of them by the neo-facist puppets of the police state, sometimes known as Wiltshire Constabulary.
Anyway it was a fun enough couple of days, even though the two brutal Nazis (above, nice guys really) assigned to drag me off the bus and pin me on the ground took to their job with rather more enthusiasm than was necessary. And we had to do it 8 fucking times. I suffered for my art all right.
Below is a group of peace loving hippies outside our poorly decorated 'Love Bus', blissfully unaware of what is in store for them.