Thank you, Curell.

I set the alarm for 6.45 but then I lay in Langford's arms until 7.15. Finally I managed to convince myself to go for a run and run I did. I quickly ( in a very long shower ) washed my hair and ran off to miracle class, remembering to grab a muffin on the way. I ate my zucchini muffin in the car and managed to arrive only 5 minutes late. Jo welcomed me with sparkly eyes, as always, and a delicious cup of hot black coffee. I really like the coffee she makes, I confess that it might be nicer than ours ( and we have a state of the art nespresso maker ). Jo's mother was in town and joined the group. We opened with a beautiful meditation, visualising golden light flowing through each of our chakras and clearing our souls. I always feel so happy when I am doing this but my mind is like a 2 year old toddler, constantly interrupting and demanding my attention.
" What about your car?" It says to me. " You can't get an audition for 'The Hobbit'- you must be very bad!"
It constantly interrupts my peace. I respond by imagining my little voice as an angry black witch and lift her on to a boat and sail her out to sea. Unfortunately, she has good projection and her evil voice is still able to reach me sometimes. Imagine having to contend with this in a meditation! Can you believe it? I guess we are all always fighting the voice in our head.

After miracle class I raced home to get ready for a TV commercial audition. I curled my hair and my eyelashes ( every bit counts ) and I put make up on and a 1960's vintage dress. Langford and his mother approved my appearance before I left. The audition was for a moisturiser called 'Curell'. There was only one line of dialogue: " thank you, Curell." Auditionees were then expected to answer impromptu questions about how it feels to have soft skin. This was pretty deep and complex stuff and required preparation. Langford's mother suggested that it feels like you have 'life in your skin' when it is moisturised. I thought that was fantastic. What a great line. I was definitely going to use it. When the casting director asked me what it was like to have soft skin, I acted as though I had just suddenly thought of it-"it feels like I have life in my skin". I was shocked when he didn't stop filming, look up to me and say "wow, great line,". I was, luckily, able to recover from this shock and move quickly on, saying I felt attractive and sexy etc. Then you were supposed to twirl around, jump on the couch and pretend as though you were about to call your girlfriend and gossip. I did all of this with a vengeance, (jumping and twirling are my fortes) and then finished up on the couch stroking my luscious legs when suddenly he looked at me and gave me the nod. I couldn't understand why he was nodding- what was I supposed to do now? Hadn't I fulfilled the requirements? I looked piercingly into his eyes for the answer and suddenly I remembered that I hadn't said the one line. Great. So with a look of sudden realisation, I gazed into the camera and said, 'thank you, Curell." I really don't know if that was the vibe they were going for. I then said that I had forgotten about the line while he was still recording and then he made me say it 2 more times. Can you believe that? And I thought some of the girls in the waiting room didn't look too smart- I can't even remember to say one line! Oh well, even if I am not a proper person, its all pretty funny really. Tonight I am going to dinner at the writer of one of my movies house. I am very curious to see what it will be like and who the other people will be. I will let you know tomorrow.