Yesterday, I finally got the chance to watch the television drama, 'Midsummer Murders.'
A television crew spent a whole week last year filming this particular episode in the village that I spend most of my time in. At one stage, I even remember being asked to stop and wait by one of the film makers as I accidentally had walked on set, because they were busy filming one particular scene.
The program makers had changed the name of the pub, filled the green with actors and actresses, put up stalls, and banners, and had remarkably transformed a very small strip of grass successfully into the space needed to contain a village fete, complete with carnival procession, using a careful selection of camera angles and close-ups.
After, they allowed me to continue walking, two or three of the actors, made comments to me as they sat and waited for the director to initiate and set up the next scene. I smiled and carried on walking, trying my best to appear unfazed by such an attention-grabbing spectacle, when all I really wanted to do was watch!
Little did I know the caliber of the actors in that crowd;John Nettles,Simon Callow, Sophie Thompson (Emma Thompson's sister) etc
As I watched the video yesterday, I must admit I did slow down some of the scenes to see if they had accidentally left me in. Drat! Like so many bit-part actors before me, I had been cruelly cut. Maybe, it was my fluorescent jacket? Or my self-conscious smile? Or the fact that I was waving in the background, with a sign up saying, 'Hello Mum?'
