The returning film-crew for the BBC TV4 three-part documentary on Love & Marriage have arrived and are setting up…
12.25 My interview done: one hour and twenty minutes. The team are now setting up for a joint interview.
14.45 A walk down the garden to be filmed…
… and more interviewing with the Minx on her own.
Kitchen clearing and T has set off with the team for even more filming at Bunny Holiday Camp, then taking WillyFred to the vet. WillyFred is not a happy bunny.
Here, practicing ahead.
19.12 Continuing to dribble from too-many questions today. Good to know when to stop. In my own affairs, if I want one hour, I ask for one hour. If I want ten minutes, I ask for ten minutes. I don’t ask for ten minutes and then take an hour: this undermines confidence in dealing with me. We may get what we want immediately, but lose something of greater value in the longer term.
As I used to point out to various characters who made ongoing demands of me, when I was a working player, that they would not themselves undertake: the problem with cooking the Golden Goose is that there are no more golden eggs. This is a lesson that was never learnt in Japan, for example, where I would do eight interviews a day, each with photo session, each with almost exactly the same questions, for three-four days in succession (the interpreters would take a break) and then be asked to do some more. I would also be expected to take part in other activities. One day, it stopped; and it needn’t have. Short-term thinking continues to astonish me.
WillyFred has returned with the Minx. There is blood in his mouth, so the spurs on his back teeth are returning. This is a concern because of the anesthetic needed when the spurs are clipped. This is potentially fatal for a little cuteness. T is hand-feeding Wilf, who has not been eating much at all for three days.
Picking vegetables from the garden for our supper.
A little shopping. An early gentling beckons.
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