the great english breakfast

I just got back from England, Liverpool to be precise, I was working on my film. I haven't really lived in england since I was nineteen. The thing that struck me the most about being back again , is how bad the food still is. Heavy boiled tasteless goop, slop, gruel, well you get the picture. EXCEPT!!!!!! 'The great English Breakfast' Ah! a pure-ish delight. Yes of course its a cholesterol nightmare, laden with fat and grease and other enjoyable ingredients like lard, but what a way to start the day.
Armed with the inner glow of my breakfast swirling around my belly like restaurant swill in a blender, I felt I could tackle anything that England could throw at me.......Anything, except the price of petrol and the awful traffic jams, the rain, the cost of living, all those rotten teeth...Oh don't get me started...

Now where did I put that pepto bismal

An evening with April Ashley...Who?

Who may well ask...I wont go into the whole long amazing story now (its best to google her or go to the film section at www.philipbrooker.com) But Im filming this event for my movie 'Au Revoir Monsieur Bonjour Mademoiselle'
So it's off to Liverpool (home of the fab four, only now, alas, the fab two) April is giving a talk about her life, and what a life it has been. Yes I know this poster looks very similar to the movie poster (below) but I'm a busy man.
Four days of shooting will probably be 5 minutes of footage I can actually use...Why am I doing this again? Painting was so much easier....then again.