Yesterday I was chatting on e-mail to our Associate Executive Producer Bernie Glynn about how Max had almost decapitated me with the quadcopter while shooting the end credits for Naked Files 01.
I said to Bernie in e-mail - 'it almost beheaded me at one point. It was very ISIS there for a moment'
About half an hour later I rang Max, and before the call connected, I heard a beep that I have never heard before.
Like the beep you get when a call is being recorded
This morning I was having the strangest dream before I woke.
I was with Max, first we were running around in swampy bush, trying to find our cats,
Then we were in a crowd outside some big court
Every one jostling, rolling their eyes, saying 'it's always like this'
Then I was inside being questioned by the police, which was fine until I realized that they were sitting above me on something hanging off the roof directly above my head
I looked up at them and thought 'this is weird'
They were asking me about Max, and what could I tell them about him, but I had no answers for them.
I escaped and had to go through the swampy bush again to try to find Max but I got caught again.
A different guy - secret service - and I'm all muddy and thinking how the fuck am I going to get out of this situation.
And then there's a woman there - also secret service - and she says 'thanks for stopping'
She said 'You might not believe this but we need your help. You've been security cleared to level E10....'
And that's when I woke up and said to Max.... 'great'.
Of course, he had no idea what I was talking about
I think I might be dreaming I'm the sexual Edward Snowden.
That's pretty damn random.
Either that or it's hardcore stoner shit. But I gave up smoking weed a while ago
So I got up and took our dog to the beach for a walk, like I do every morning
I find it is the best cure for paranoia
This is Zooey and I not being paranoid this morning.
Actually, I can't speak for Zooey. She looks quite non-plussed.
Shot with our new Leica stills camera