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baaahahahahahahaaaha……
The beginning of the week
Monday came around and it was time for my big shoot with Ernst & Young. I was at their studio in London Bridge for 8am (sigh) and it was a great team of professionals, who knew exactly what they needed/wanted from me. I delivered (of course - haha) and the shoot was done by 1pm. I left the studio, lugging my 20 tonne suitcase (i was all packed for a trip to a job in Liverpool) behind me and headed Central for some food. I bumped into my friend and fellow model, Rosie on Charing Cross Road - she’s ill - feel better honey!!
I grabbed an onion soup from EAT and popped into the Carhartt store to say howdy to some old friends.
My next stop was Euston Station, to meet the crew for the job in Liverpool with a certain magazine. I was looking forward to seeing my friend Sophia (who was also modelling for the magazine) and it was actually going to be my first trip to Liverpool! Sophia and I said our hello’s and had a quick chat to catch up - then it was on to the train and we were off!
On the train with Sophia and singer Corinne (who was performing at the show)….
![]() EDIT: IN ORDER TO STOP CERTAIN PEOPLE FROM GETTING UPSET (blah blah blah) THE REAL NAME OF THE MAGAZINE EDITOR HAS BEEN REPLACED WITH THE NAME ‘WILLY’ - quite appropriate really.
The journey lasted for about 2 and a half hours but luckily Sophia’s an absolute chatterbox, so she made it go pretty fast for me..haha Once we arrived at what was supposed to be our hotel for the next two nights (the extremely glamorous Holiday Inn Express haha), there was lots of waiting around and we soon learned that the rooms for everyone (a team of about 25) hadn’t even been booked in advance!! The organiser and chief editor of the mag, ‘Willy’, kept telling us he was sure he had booked everything properly but when I said, “so, why don’t you just show them your confirmation letter then..?”, his face was blank and he responded “well, she said ‘yes’ when i asked if it was sorted - and i thought that was confirmation enough”……???…. By this point we were a little more than worried about the lack of organisation and common sense but thought - hey, give them a chance.
We finally got given our room key and went to settle in before returning to the lobby for a group chat.We slowly noticed that itineraries had been changed and they hadn’t informed us before leaving London…. We were suddenly expected to be working full days (as opposed to the 4 hrs we originally agreed to), doing 4 shows for them, and guess what - they expected to pay us the same fee!!! Obviously, this was NOT going to happen. We approached silly ‘Willy’, asking him to discuss the matter with us, as obviously something needed to be done. Instead of being professional about the situation, he decided to behave like a 14 year old boy, whose mummy wouldn’t let him have a toy car. It was pretty astonishing. We were shocked and appalled, while his colleagues were embarrassed and tried to apologise on his behalf. We were definitely not willing to associate ourselves with that any longer! - We told them we were not happy about participating any longer, at which point Mr ‘Willy’ says “I don’t even want you in the show anymore - you’re messing with my happy vibe. Go home” - and they organised our tickets to return home the next day
BUT - before we got back on the train, Sophia and I decided to make the most of our free trip up north! The next afternoon we went into town and saw some sights, like Primark and a few old drunk men. …. We tried to get to Petticoat Lane but soon remembered that that was actually in London and the cab driver told us that we probably wanted Penny Lane - the road the Beatles sang about. oops….typical model behaviour!
![]() We did manage to get ourselves some lunch at the least Liverpudlian place we could find….Ed’s Diner…where we ate ‘beef patties’ and watched our chef (a blatant Patrick Swayze lookalike), doing kung fu moves while he grilled the buns and cooked chilli dogs… Unfortunately, we had to leave The Pool at some point and once on the train, we befriended Mark, a lawyer from Chester, who thought we were totally crazy but still chatted to us for the whole journey….Here he is, with Sophia and the faulty I-phone……
![]() Thanks for putting up with us Mark!
Finally I arrived back at home sweet home.
See you all soon!x
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