flurry 18 June 2008
I had a flurry today, though not in an ‘ooh MATRON’ way. Basically, for about two hours I was cast in a pilot for tv show, then a rewrite took place and the part all but disappeared and I was stood down. It’s happened to me before – for instance, once, I had a nice part as a psychiatrist for a weekend and then it was written out of the movie as being too cliched (I have no problem with a cliche if it’s well done and delivers everything it promises – hate a lazy one…) Oh well.
Then I was chivalrous on the Tube tonight. I gave my seat up to a man. A very small man. A lil guy, about 6 years old, got on with his Mum and he looked so tired. There were no seats so they stood by the door. A few stops along, he began to sag and correct himself as he leaned against his Mum, and lean and sag and try to right himself. Basically he was falling asleep on his feet. I gave him my seat (which is the height of Women’s Lib, I’m thinking) and the whole carriage went ‘aaah’ as he sank into it (at him, not my largesse, I might add – don’t think anyone but his mother noticed that). His little feet didn’t even reach the ground. Made my, nearly retired, ovaries hop I can tell you…
