mr sherratt (on set yesterday)
drove with my dad to a weird 'edward scissor hands' kind of place: 'kings hill' to pick up a hollywood swing for round our pool, that mrs.perou had 'won' off ebay
manicured, artifice disturbs me.
isn't this where cereal killers come from?
nicey nicey.
my dad noticed 4 people walking up the booulevard and wondered out aloud, 'i wonder what those people do?'
'they're swingers dad', i replied.
i don't trust anywhere that offers 'a total life experience'
left 'kings hill' with a shudder.
after first struggling for a krypton factor while trying to work out how to fit the swing in the perou-mobile without breaking it.
by the end of this mental challenge i wanted to break it.
after re-assembling the swinging thing by the pool and after some lunch, spent another while in office making web galleries and ftp'ing 3gb of movie files to renault.
mr.mark sherratt doesn't live in kings hill.
he leaves in archway.
we work together on 'special projects'...
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