Hello, hello from a castle in foggy, beautiful, mysterious Scotland. I am writing to you sitting in the back of a car. From here, I can see Graham talking with the crew in the distance. He is an actor. He is shooting some secret-project-we-are-not-allowed-to-talk-about, and I am here, cute, useless, and quite happy about it.
I was grumpy when we woke up. I knew the car would come pick us up around eight which, by any stretch of the imagination all is not an early call time. It errs on a late call time. But still, I dreaded it because there is nothing I hate more than being on a set.
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