What are those people doing on the stairs?

Hmm... If you have any kind of nerves over self image I would not recommend the world of Extras to you. Consider my day today.

I was representing a sperm. Yup, the Male Gamete. Great.

I'm not really complaining, I love the fact I've had three weeks with work in and I've had several absurdly easy jobs recently.

Let me explain in more detail;

By Waterloo Bridge there are two of my least favourite buildings in London, The Hayward Gallery and The National Theatre, awful ugly homages to concrete blocks, they exude all the artistry and beauty of a hazardous chemical spill. Next to them is the Royal Festival Hall and South Bank Centre, nicer buildings and our base for today's filming. Dressed all in white, and and male and female, we headed for the awful concrete steps of the two concrete monstrosities, to run up and down on the sperms way to the womb.

By the way if you, like some people, were asking why both male AND female, biology fans will know there are Xs and Ys in Sperm, unlike the X purity found in the female gamete, the egg. Hope that helps answer that issue.

I'm not very fit.

OK... I'm unfit. Running up and down stairs is not my best suit. But I did as much as I can and felt at the end of the morning as if I'd really worked properly for a change. I even got a little starring shot later on (as the worlds greasiest sperm - don't ask). It wasn;t a job for those keen on personal space either since we were all jammed togther in a thirty person in 5 square foot huddle for much of the afternoon, really confusing passers by, who must have thought a really strange fully clothed orgy was going on. weird.

Oh well. I did win for once at the evenings game night so hurrah for that.

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