February 8th, 2015.
So... it's that time of year. The British Film Industry's Night Of Nights, or as I prefer to call it, The Night Of 1001 Profiles, as my hours and hours spent queueing for a Public Pen Access Wristband results in me getting mainly photos of the backs of peoples' heads or the side as they rush past me. And still kind of loving it, and the madness it entails.
This year I queued for over 5 hours for a wristband that ended up being a higher number than ever before. It's not getting easier, but the weather was drier and warmer than it has been in past years. Here's how it went down.
So... that was pretty BIG. The Baftas for me are always initially about the peole I've missed... it's such a huge throng of people both on the red carpet, and in the crowd, pushing, screaming, shoving notebooks and photos to get signed, mobile phones and cameras and selfie sticks... and the rest.
But it's also a pretty great thing to be able to go to. And then go home and watch the ceremony while while editing through a couple thousand photos.