Monday, 18 July 2011

It never rains...

Actually, that's not true. Especially when you're going in for a Corrie night shoot at six o'clock tonight. I suppose the Great Gods of Sound might one day smile on us and hold off the deluge, but I'm not holding my breath.

Which leads me to think: I'll be working for eleven hours, through the night, come Hell or highwater (both of which are equally likely), and at the end I'll look like I've been rolling around at Glastonbury. So why do I do it? The money? Hardly. The showbiz glamour? See above. The catering? Well that certainly HELPS...

The reason ANY of us turn up for this is very simple, but you've got to promise not to tell anyone. 

Actually, it won't matter if you do because nobody will admit this anyway. Anyone who is successfully working in TV is there because they love what they do. Sorry if you were expecting something more impressive, but that's it. They may not love every single minute, but they have a dedication and commitment to their job which keeps them going throughout the dark hours. 

So for those of you who are aiming to break into the world of television, it's worth bearing this in mind. 

How much do you REALLY want this job? Because if you DON'T, this job will find you out...

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to buy some more shares in GoreTex.

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