Look at me: sitting here in my CAST chair sipping my.... my name on the walkie-talkie, I drop everything and Charlie pops to fix my shirt as James takes me to set where Monique sorts my hair and powders my face. The 1stAD indicates I should look at the hero when I pause, the DOP suggests not to look at the hero, the sound engineer advises me not to pause, and the director finally tells me to do what I did in the audition tape.

Will I be able to be that silly with all these people watching? My hands are cold. I try to think of a song that matches the moment as I hear ACTION and go with the flow. There are so many things to be aware of that for once I am grateful not to have too many lines to deliver.

Everyone works non-stop and eats from biodegradable food-boxes during the scene changes. In the distance I recognize one of the extras and wave at him. I’m pretty sure we have worked together before. He comes closer and asks if I’ve been up to much. I say not really. He asks if I got the job through the same background agency as he has. I say, well, you know, this time, I…ROLLING screams a voice.

It’s a WRAP and I’m exhausted. I change back into my clothes and jump in the back of the car that will take me home. Once we hit the motorway the radio starts playing Lakmé’s Flower Duet and I realise it’s pouring rain outside.