BLAKE’S 7…BBCTV… Another space epic that saw the hero’s of the show trying to save the planet (and other planets) from the bad guys…
I lost count of the episodes I was in but it was all played a bit tongue in cheek. One episode I do remember well was when we (Bill, Patsy, Jimmy, and about ten others were filming on Box Hill Surrey) It was a very cold Sunday and we were dressed as Cavemen. (Bits of fur and the like wrapped around us, teeth blacked out etc.) At one o clock the A.D. shouted ‘’Lunch one hour’’. Well I didn’t fancy joining the queue at the catering wagon when there was a warm Pub opposite. (We were freezing) I was first in and a large brandy and a pint of the black stuff was soon in front of me. The landlord didn’t seem to mind our strange dress sense as we half filled the bar. The locals took it in their stride. After a couple of drinks I had warmed up a bit and was talking to some of the locals. (Some had nipped home to get a camera to have their picture taken with a caveman) A small dog had been sniffing around me and was snarling at my fur boots. I bent down and made friends with it… (I like animals) As I was talking to another couple of locals that same dog I had made friends with sneaked up behind me and pissed up my boots. Patsy and the others were on the floor In fits of laughter. (They had seen it all) An hour later with a bit of bread and cheese in our hands we were back on the hill to continue filming. (Cold, what cold? Except for my feet)
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BLAKE’S 7…BBCTV…
ReplyDeleteAnother space epic that saw the hero’s of the show trying to save the planet (and other planets) from the bad guys…
I lost count of the episodes I was in but it was all played a bit tongue in cheek.
One episode I do remember well was when we (Bill, Patsy, Jimmy, and about ten others were filming on Box Hill Surrey)
It was a very cold Sunday and we were dressed as Cavemen. (Bits of fur and the like wrapped around us, teeth blacked out etc.)
At one o clock the A.D. shouted ‘’Lunch one hour’’.
Well I didn’t fancy joining the queue at the catering wagon when there was a warm Pub opposite. (We were freezing)
I was first in and a large brandy and a pint of the black stuff was soon in front of me.
The landlord didn’t seem to mind our strange dress sense as we half filled the bar. The locals took it in their stride.
After a couple of drinks I had warmed up a bit and was talking to some of the locals.
(Some had nipped home to get a camera to have their picture taken with a caveman)
A small dog had been sniffing around me and was snarling at my fur boots. I bent down and made friends with it… (I like animals)
As I was talking to another couple of locals that same dog I had made friends with sneaked up behind me and pissed up my boots. Patsy and the others were on the floor In fits of laughter. (They had seen it all)
An hour later with a bit of bread and cheese in our hands we were back on the hill to continue filming. (Cold, what cold? Except for my feet)
Aitch,