Clapper loader

All Wilson talks about now is being a Movie Magnate when he grows up. 

I know for a fact that he'd rather be a cameraman or a director, but as he says, 'That's no way to become a millionaire before you're seven!' When the time comes for him to make a decision I think I'll insist he has some career counselling.

Here's a photo of him working the Clapper Board during a real production. We've no idea what was going on as everything seemed very confused, but even the technicians seemed to be having fun!

That's a Wrap!

What a day! 

We've just arrived home after our very exciting trip to the film studio. One of the Producers showed us round, and while we were there Wilson got to operate the cameras, and also do some other exciting stuff. I'll be posting more photos of that over the next couple of days!

We both had a fabulous time seeing behind the scenes of a real film production, and I think Wilson has taken on board that movies are just stories, the people are just actors and nothing is 'real'. 

We're in the VIP room!

Wilson and I have just arrived at the studios and we're both pretty excited! 

Right now we're in the VIP Reception area drinking latte macchiatos while a runner gets us our Access All Areas passes. Brilliant!

Once we've got our passes we'll be visiting the studios and the control rooms, and watching a real movie being shot. More photos tomorrow!

Moon trip

Now we're preparing for our trip to the film studios where 'Moon' was made. W is very excited, even though I've explained that this is a tour of the studios, not an extended job interview for a film star. 

Wilson insisted on doing the studio tour before he got his goldfish, so that it wouldn't have to be left alone all day. I don't know how interactive he's expecting his fish to be that it can't be left alone for a little while - I hope he's not disappointed that it won't talk to him.

Anyway, I've ordered a few books from Amazon with titles like 'Caring For Your First Pet', 'Goldfish Husbandry For Beginners' etc.

A mysterious letter arrives

This morning I received a letter from Uckfield Town Council. I opened it with some trepidation, fearing it was an increase in the Council Tax, but it turned out to be a personal letter from the Mayor of Uckfield. 

Apparently a friend of the Mayor went on Wilson's Magical Cultural Tour of Uckfield, and told him it was amazing, just what the town needed to encourage tourism, and now the Mayor is planning something very special to reward and publicise Wilson and his 'good works'. 

He told me in the letter what he's planning, but I won't tell Wilson -- I'll just make certain that he's available come the day. He's going to LOVE it! I'm pretty excited myself, as it's quite an honour, especially for someone who is, technically at least, non-human.

Better just hope the Mayor never finds out what went on at the Haunted Uckfield tour!!!

Final decision

Although I can see the funny side, I'm still a little bit cross after yesterday's Temporary Tattoos incident, but this didn't prevent Wilson thinking this was an appropriate time to tell me that he's reached his final decision. What he'd really like is a goldfish. 

"A goldfish? Just a goldfish?" I asked.

"Just a goldfish" he confirmed. 

"But what about the pony? The camel? The goat and the donkey?" I spluttered.

"Oh, they were just a bargaining position. I didn't think you'd really let me have a goldfish, so I let you negotiate me down."

I feel that I've been played… but I'm so relieved by the final outcome that I just don't care. 

D'oh!

Just been shopping with Wilson in Waitrose. Everyone was smiling at us, and W giggled a lot; at the checkout, the girl smiled and said "Congratulations!" to me and gave us an extra Charity Token. 

Back in the car driving home, I caught a glimpse of myself as I glanced in the rear-view mirror and saw that W had applied several Temporary Tattoos (including one saying 'Just Married') to the middle of my forehead while I was asleep. D'oh! I hate it when that happens!