A director at breakfast, earlier Today I am out and about, misterminding the production of a secret film in my kitchen.
It will be a real blockburster, featuring an actress of some sort, my sink, table and chairs, floor, two unbreakable plates and a lot of my kitchen implements and so on.
It is all very on the "QT" (as we say in Cinemaland) at the moment, but no doubt I will soon have it beaming into you where you are wherever you are watching it regardless. There is no escapology for you.
The Oscars are beckoning, I'm a-reckoning.
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