Irn Blue

See that out the window? Blue sky, sunshine and the weekend. Braw.

A productive morning of storyboarding, animating and editing with a keen-as-mustard and sugared-up-to-the-max group of potty mouths. Some of the things that come out of those youngster's cake holes would shock Eminem who, thankfully, was playing loud enough in the background to mask the conversations. Yep, that worked out well.

Then a mad dash across the Forth for a round of interviews with a group of very polite, slightly nervous but impeccably mannered interviewees. I remember when that lot above were like that. I did feel particularly sorry for two that had turned up, all fired up and ready to show off their best, but a whole month early. I blame the Super Moon for all the confusion; that 4 did look like a 3 (in the moonlight, with your eyes squinting).

Time for some Comic Relief now.

Honk, honk.