Am I really here now? Can anybody hear me?

…I don’t know; I feel like I’m on a space station somewhere east of Mars. I spoke at length, for example, on no less than two occasions to no less than two humanoids at my internet bank, by phone, explaining to them my predicament re. the loss of my debit card. No problem, the first one told me, the card would be replaced after I furnished them with my PIN number which I duly did, which they in turn accepted, no problem. Hmmm, two weeks later I thought I’d better give them a call and see where in the universe the new card might be….No problem, I was told by humanoid number two, it was probably about to arrive as it had been sent out 11 th August so expect it in a couple of days. Four days later..nothing. So, phone them up and guess what…no record of my EVER phoning them about a lost card…I’m sorry? Nope you’ve never reported this lost. OK so what about the 11th August dispatch, me asks? Oh, yes that was 11th August 2005, Sir. OK, says me (by now seriously worried about all that extra-curricular art school stuff I smoked as a lad), how do you explain the ‘four days away’ remark…..? Sorry, but you didn’t speak to anyone…..meltdown……and things have just got worse and worse.Well that was the UK circa two weeks ago and I still have no bank card as I am still not sure if I actually exist. Now, here in LA, I have a whole different set of problems as all my bank accounts from here to Shanghai haemorrage like a badly written script. The move here has just tripled in cost and a sudden expedition to the local emergency room hasn’t exactly helped matters either. Horrendous abdominal pain found me dialling 911 and being blue-lit to a $15,000 hospital bill, thankfully covered by holiday insurance, yet simultaneously providing a stiff kick to the bollocks as a reminder that Health insurance doesn’t come cheap here in California.Add to that a looming house rental in Manhattan Beach (I know, I know there ARE cheaper places to live, but the schools are great and so is the beach….but the restaurants are crap! What’s that about?) plus a new frigging car and the unexpected arrival of all our gear from UK…….whoever expected it to be ON TIME for fucks sake?? Extra storage costs, men to help move it all, trucks and trucks and it seems, more trucks all adds up to more of the same we left behind. Anyway…..life goes on and the kids start there new school tomorrow, I have a couple of preliminary meetings with production companies (commercial) this week but then the missus is off to London for aforementioned work and I take up the role of Dad-at-home, which I am sort of looking forward to but really hoping I don’t have to turn any work away….I hate when that happens. Actually, the worst feeling is the one I have for my wife who is going to be without US for the best part of a month. I know what that feels like but she is a MUM. All this is, I hope, excuse enough for my short or missed (last week) blogs. Personal shit has just swamped everything else for now. Hopefully, I’ll have some FILM related stuff to talk to you about soon. I hope I haven’t bored you too much with my missives so far….who are YOU anyway??