Revisiting childhood…

Hello there.

How’s it going? I know I’ve only made a few posts here, but it does seem as though I talk about myself an awful lot. As the title suggests, this posting isn’t going to be any different, but I thought I’d start with some extended common courtesies.

London life hasn’t progressed significantly since I last updated, although a few adventures have been happened upon. Firstly, I went to see the Making of Harry Potter Studio Tours on Monday. Quite frankly, if you’re even only 5% a fan of Harry Potter, it’s well worth the admission fee and the trip to Watford. The network of sets, costumes and props is outstanding and the introduction to the tour is one of little-kid wonder, that makes you say, ‘wow!’ or gasp aloud. I’m not ashamed to admit that there were moments where I was left speechless or close to tears in the face of my childhood and how much hard work and effort was spent in bringing it to life.

You also get to ride brooms through London and Hogwarts, take a trip in the Weasley’s flying car – via the help of green screens – and have a taste of real-life Butterbeer (from one of only two locations in the world that sells it). Well wort the pennies you’d spend to get in.

It realistically takes you around three hours to traverse the place, so it’s not as though they’ve tried to skimp you out once the admission’s been paid. You can spend as long or as little time in each area as you’d like, except for the Great Hall, where you’re only limited because it’s the only part of the tour that’s guided by a real-life person.

I honestly can’t harp on enough about how extraordinary an experience this was, and I really don’t want to give away too many details for people that haven’t been there. I’d tried to learn as little as possible about the experience myself before I’d gone, and it was definitely worth the ignorance. Some of the scenes and the props are astounding and telling you about them isn’t going to prepare you for what you’ll face in real life.

I can only say this: go! Go now, go tomorrow, go next week, but go go go! Don’t ever believe it’s one of those things that people talk about, but it never really lives up to the hype. This really, truly does. Warner Bros. know how to build magic.

The rest of my time has been spent working, where I’ve felt something of a child recently. I’ve not been able to set myself into the right place, and I’ve felt a little rebuked by the more experienced staff members – the ‘older kids’, if you will – in that I’m something of a burden. I know how to work, and I know how to work hard and to work well. I wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t proven that. But, again, I’ve only been within this company for a few months, and to expect me to know anything about it’s inner-workings with any sort of comprehension is asking too much, especially since I’ve not come from anything like this in my working background. I was a grunt before this, a dog’s body. I followed instructions and was taught everything first with structure and rules. I knew what was expected. How can I know what I’m not doing when I don’t know what it is I should be doing?

It’s all a little like being the new kid. Everyone has friend groups, everyone has strengths and talents that are recognised and I’m not even sure that I speak the language. However, I’m knuckling down and I’m learning as best as I can and I’m fighting for my rightful place in the community here. I’m new, yes, but I will flourish not flounder.

Besides, I have a few days off soon, and I’ll be living it up at the Trek Convention that’s blowing into London. Yes, I am that person. Yes, I will most likely stalk William Shatner. Updates will follow.


Until next time,

Live long and prosper.


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