So I'm going to be an extra in a film about The Proclaimers!
To be honest, I don't even like them that much. And I have to be there at 7am. But hey - I'm getting paid £62 for doing a fucking ridiculous dance to '500 Miles' in Princes Street Gardens (along with a [hopefully] big crowd of volunteers!). What's not to love?!
(Praying that I'm not visible enough to be spotted by anyone I know...)











