Weeping into The Biscuit Tin

Weeping into The Biscuit Tin

C’est fini! ‘The Biscuit Tin’ has been filmed. I got to say ‘It’s a wrap’ in the appropriate context for once in my life.
The final scenes involved lyig in bed, eating poached eggs and looking a bit miserable. None of these at once, but all equally fun.

As we sit down to start another draft edit, we’ve been talking about how much the piece of work has changed. It started with a poem that I wrote a couple of years ago; a tiny piece of writing that has inspired something far more eloquent than anything I could have ever created on my own. Jon’s composition (his words: “got a bit pissed and hit some zither things” do not do it justice) has transformed the piece. I feel like ranting on about it, but I won’t. It needs to be seen.

Cheers to¬† our final day of shooting. It’s been exhilerating, tedious and confusing at times yet sharply important. Off to have a bit of a cry.