March 2nd 2014
I'm still buzzing from a night with the Penguin café - a highlight of any week/month/year. I see they are working with film - oh crikey I must get involved there.
I've needed their joy this week as it has been quite a tough one. A train trip from Bristol was coloured by a gentleman throwing himself under the train, and their have been some related tragedies at work, which has made everyone appropriately sober and thoughtful. Very sad, and puts what we do in perspective, but we are all very grateful for doing something we love.
I've managed to somehow squeeze in reading the proofs of the latest book - not quite sure that happened. I had found one detail I had got wrong, surprisingly connected with Hitchcock. I'd pondered on what his projected film of The war of the worlds might have been like, but of course it was Ray Harryhausen who tried to make War of the worlds and Hitchcock wanted to make wells' other book, Food of the Gods. We can only speculate at the combination of Hitchcock and giant chickens. I'm glad I spotted my mistake before being too late. Someone would have been very quick to point it out. I think in the last book I mention that Bambi's father got shot in the forest -----wrong! Do you your homework Purves. Check the facts, and don't rely on your colourful memory.
Hitchcock Blond has also had a tough week, with two of the cast struggling with the lines. time is short and am fretting, but we have a set, and some lighting and sound and some great moments.
Yep, things are pretty full on. Hitchcock will be gone in two weeks, and the book has gone so some space might appear in my head.
And I missed the Garrick doing 39 Steps, though we overlap some music of course, and I missed the Aurora Borealis through sheer fatigue.