On arrival I found the photographer and his assistant deep in conversation about FIshing.
The team and model ( who wishes to remain anonymous ) arrived. The photographer then became angry, and upset the model, who had to be comforted by the stylist, who told the photographer to be quiet AND very small, so not to upset the model further.
It got worse. The stylist became confused with what to do with the hat, regretted selling her shoes to the model, who was now bloody sulking. Thankfully the photographer had the sense to remain small.
I decided to hit the changing room and have a grope in the models make up bag to see if there was anything worth smoking in it. There wasn't. So I nodded off while taking a snap of myself.
After a refreshing nap I returned to the main room and was delighted to see that the model had cheered herself up with a spot of Croquet. The stylist had - found - her form, and a place for the hat. Further good news was that the photographers assistant had the new Elbow album on his iphone, so we plugged it into the house system, turned up the volume and ordered Pizza.
Not an inch of double sided sticky tape was harmed in the making of this next shot....
...and that was it ! For once we finished early. With a few hours to kill before the next appointment, with the musical indie band - Elbow, we headed off to the river Thames to investigate a sunny boat trip through London to get to the O2 venue...
Six quid later and we all had tickets for the high speed express boat to the O2. Listen up, forget the Jubilee line if you are ever going to the O2...This is the way to travel, and it has a bar !
Before we knew it we were there...
...and on came Elbow.
After the gig we were straight back on the boat and heading off to the London eye. HMS Belfast looked well moody as we passed her...
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