Tuesday 15 Jun 10
There is a really interesting article in the New York Times about how terrible the health of my countrymen in Scotland is. We smoke, drink and have bad diets. To that I have to say, duh! Get with the programme, NY Times.
But seriously, it is quite funny and also not funny at all, to look back at what I ate growing up: a HUGE amount of sweets and cakes. The biggest treat ever would be to have High Tea, which would consist of probably fish and chips followed by several stories high plates packed with creamy, gooey, additive-laden cakes. I think perhaps because we lived in the country and so many miles from the nearest fish and chip shop or sweetie store, we were spared a little. But nonetheless, I think that if I were to have a Mars bar now I would be bouncing off the walls for days, and when I was a little boy I had one every day for my playtime break at school. Maybe another one later in the day too.
The report links poverty to bad diet. Well, what do you know?! And Scotland is not a rich country.
Right now I am eating nuts. And drinking white wine. Today I have had to eat: four veggie sausages, 2 baked tomatoes, a biscuit (I was having a sugar low mid morning, and Desrae was fading), rice, lentil curry, green beans and spinach, and salad, then later 3 cups of very peppery butternut squash soup. And now the nuts.
Today I got a Bafana Bafana soccer shirt. Their next match is tomorrow so I am going to wear it to work in solidarity.
It's funny working on a film set because you get up really early, pull on some clothes and then as soon as you get to work you take them off again and they lie in your trailer all day until you fling them back on to get into the car to go home. It makes you have a very weird attitude to clothing. You sort of think what's the point of having a style or a look when you're not even going to have the clothes on for long enough for you or anyone else to even see them.
I have been losig clothes here at an alarming rate. Well, not losing them exactly, but misplacing them, leaving them in taxis or bars and friends have been very kind to collect them and return them. I feel very good about my karma right now considering I had a phone loss drama this past weekend which was unfounded because I had given my phone to someone for safe keeping the night before, and also two jackets I have failed to pick up as I exited cars or establishments are with people I know and trust and winging their way back to me as we speak
Life is good.