Yes it is. It’s like the night in 2002 before I went to the Cannes film festival. New Cross Gate, South London and a pokey basement flat. My then co-conspirator Mr Richard Allison of Trickshot films arrived early evening, we proceeded to put paid to several cans of lager, [next bit censored since someone else was there] , and was also up at 4.30 for the Stansted express, getting us to Toulon by around mid-day, and Cannes around 4pm I think , but I was so tired time stopped registering…
Anyway, it’s not Cannes tomorrow, it’s Salford. On Sunday is a screening and book launch all about the late great Cliff Twemlow and company, and Mr Ninnis and myself will be there to watch films and do interviews. I’ll also be trying to stream video from my mobile phone via this link , which I think should also show up on Facebook.
Yes, if you know me from work, that would fail the QA, but Fuck It.
so anyway, here’s to it all. I’m taking a flip cam, a mini-dv, my phone and Sony alpha DSLR. John’s bringing the XL1. Plenty of scope there to get stuff for the doco. We might be speaking to -
Brett Hutchinson. Professor Chris Lee. Steve Powell. Uncle Tom Cobbly.
So I’d better carry on packing. up at 6am tomorrow, yawning already.
Should be a good un.