Never has a spam folder been so rigorously checked. Sadly, it hadn't, in actual fact, kidnapped an e-mail from Red Planet, telling me I was brilliant and had become a finalist in their competition. Ah well. Bit gutted, if I'm honest. I really, really wanted to make that final.
Luckily, the universe generally has a way of compensating you for Bad Stuff, by delivering Good Stuff. And that's why...
I WAS A DOCTOR WHO EXTRA, THE OTHER DAY!
Can't say what I was doing, or anything like that. But rest assured, while innocently going about my on-set reportage duties for Doctor Who Magazine, I was suddenly asked if I wanted to be someone, somewhere, in the background. Might not be in the finished episode in the slightest, but I'll know I was there. Oh yes. That's what matters. Even had my beard shaved off for the role - that's how seriously I took it. And now, as I look in the mirror, I'm very much reminded why I grew a goatee in the first place.
10 comments:
Jason, bad luck on Red Planet. Lots of us out here feel the same.
I used to be an extra too - all we ever thought about was what might be for lunch!
I'm still waiting for my good stuff. And Blues beating Villa this weekend doesn't count. That's inevitable. It has to be proper good stuff for me personally.
Oh, COOL, I would love to be a Dr Who extra. Hope you can put the word out when you're going to be on :-)
Check again, mate. I've just received my email telling me I'm in and it was sent at 17.43. I'd alredy resigned myself to not making it.
Off to the boozer tonight, methinks.
Elinor: You dark horse, you. ;)
Robin: Football speak, sir? It's all clicks and whirrs to me, I tells ya.
Laura: Oh yes, I shall be putting the word around, believe me!
Wow Andy, that's great! Marvellous to see that another of 'us' has made it through. :) Hope your hangover isn't so bad that it spoils the joy of victory!
Robin: You live in dreamland, you know full well Villa will triumph tomorrow. Deal wiv it!!!!!!!!
Jason: Firstly - how the hell will we recognise you if you shaved your beard off? Secondly - on such a momentous occasion such as a beard shearing there should have been a photo...where the bloody hell is it?????? Sort it out sunshine!
Don't like football?
I may have stop working with you immediately!
(Er, what's football?)
Bad luck on the RP but kudos for the DW extra bizz. I'll probably spend most of the next episodes surveying the background more than the foreground!
But, pray tell... what was so disturbing, lurking below the beard...
If I'd been on Doctor Who, it might have paid the crushing disappointment of rejection a little easier to deal with. Ho hum.
I'm always horrified by the shape of my chin when I shave my beard, you're a brave man.
Awesome about Dr. Who - were you human Arnopp or an alien from the planet Arnopp?
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