In which I make a bad Númenor joke (too soon?), try to find out what the hell is happening on the other sets, and lay bare my grudge against Elendil.
Featuring {cough} the second coming of Dick, too much weed, the first appearance of Isilidur and my biggest moment so far!
Tolkien’s legendary winged helmets make an appearance, and enough gold is on show to impress even the mighty Smaug.
The 11 Steps to Successfully Removing a City Guard from Set, and how to crowbar a Tolkien reference in to your title.
Part two of my first day on set, in which I get in touch with my inner Gimli/Luke Skywalker and come to terms with Galadriel in Númenor!
Covering the important stuff: chairs, snacks, and toilets. And finally we go on set. Sort off…
In which, having not been distressed yet, it is time for me to get distressed. Yeah, it confused me too…
Beards, capes, breakfast, rings, second breakfasts, and a distinct lack of tent expertise.
In which I’m struck with the hammer blow of learning that I may well have to lose the beard…