I’ve a confession here . I think I must unwittingly suffer from SAD… seasonal affective disorder. I must do because the last few days in the Highlands’ have been incredible.
4-year old dramas...
James is my youngest Son. I love him to bits, of course I do.
But I seem to have created a mini version of me to argue with whenever I want!
There we were, in my bed in our old tumbledown Highlands' home, watching the deer graze the neeps in the field when it started.
That awful bloody Baby Shark song!
Sunday Ramble - James knows best.
It is 4:27pm. I’m just north of Inverness. It's minus 6c outside and even colder inside, because the heater was broken. I’ve spent the last 3-hours of my life hunting for the perfect location for this evenings shoot. The funny thing is though, ten minutes before, my youngest son James told me we had already found it.
A question for Matt...
We are often asked by other contractors what our most useful piece of equipment is. So whilst Matt was editing our 2017 creative Showreel I asked him!