grey card #832
started the day by killing our cockerel who hasn't been right for while, maybe since birth.
didn't have a sharp enough knife, so shot him in the head after hanging him upside down over a bucket.
'twas a shame because i grew that cock up from an egg.
miserable way to start the day.
DTT with the frances
shot 8 pages and a cover for the next JF-W magazine at 'blakes'
good to see the room mickey rourke had just been staying in.
it was sooooo beautiful.
anouska hempel's a genius
super knackered after, canceled everything and retired to chiswick.
back at farm, mrs.perou was trying to put away four ducks, separately to the four new chickens and new rooster that she picked up today...
when she trod on two rusty nails in a piece of wood, which went through her flippy floppies.
much blood and pain...
'are you going to die mummy?', asked maximum, '...shall i call 999?'.
mrs.perou was obviously in distress and bleeding, so maximum took some charge: taking z to one side and explaining, 'z,you might just have to have a dad...we might not have a mum anymore'.
all the phone advice i could give was, 'if it isn't pumping blood, then you haven't gone through an artery, so you shouldn't bleed out. raise your foot and keep applying pressure to the holes'.
mrs.perou is recovering.
when the blood had stopped she said to maximum, 'did i go white?'.
and he replied, 'red, white and blue and blue actually: red there, white there (etc...)'.
bumped into richard briers in the thai resturant i was getting a take-away from tonight.
had left my camera in auntie emma's flat so you'll just have to enjoy ANOTHER shot of frances holding a grey card: bad perou: repeat after me: "always take your camera with you everywhere you go!"
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