Wednesday, August 13, 2008

SJP - my first paparazzi experience

The following i typed in the car at 10.36 this morning. Since then all i have done is copied and pasted it so despite it being posted at a later time it is all written to the knowledge and attitudes i had during the actual time:

Now here i am, sitting at the top of a driveway-on-a-hill casually yet secretly surveying the Irish holiday home of Sex and the City actress Sarah Jessica Parker and her husband Matthew Broderick.
It began a few days ago when i visited Dublin to visit my sister for a few days then spend a few days with my dad afterwards. During the first afternoon of being with my sister my dad called and said he needed assistance on a job in Donegal (3 and a half hours drive away) so we met up and headed straight for Donegal that afternoon in the hope of being their by the evening to check in the hotel and be well rested for the following morning when the job would begin.
The job description, after giving us inaccurate directions, said that we had to go to the holiday home of Sarah Jessica Parker to photograph her with her husband whenever they leave the house as it became apparent in another magazine we read later that SJP and her husband were in Donegal on holiday to try and reconcile some marital difficulties.
Yesterday, the first day of the job, there wasn't a single sighting of them – apart from late last night when we surveyed houses in the general area to find which house was actually theirs. We had been given directions to their house which in the end we found, but according to a picture in a magazine of the couples house the house was actually a few doors away from the one we had been directed to. It was therefore a necessity to undergo a covert operation in the dead of night to actually find out which house we were supposed to stakeout. We went first to the house in the magazine which, after a possible hour of running around the fields full of sheep crap we finally discovered wasn't in fact the house and the magazine had got it wrong.
Earlier in the day though my dad had got a call from another press agency also requesting he take pictures for them. He was already working for one employer on the same job though so any pictures he took would have been sent to his employer and not the agency. After careful deliberation he decided to give them my name and say that I too was in the area with him and since i hadn't been employed by the employers I could quite easily submit my pictures to them. I now have to make the decision between either a set payment for the job or 50/50 of what i make. If i choose the set payment – i will get £150 for this job regardless of whether or not i get pictures and any pictures i do get i will have to submit to them and they have full rights to them – meaning if i get a blinder of a picture they could make thousands from it and i still will have only got £150. The other one, the 50/50 deal, means that if i don't get any pictures at all – ie. if they don't leave their house today at all i won't get any pictures and will therefore get nothing. I think i may go for the former, the £150 deal because that means that no matter what happens between now and this evening i will come out with something.
They also offered to pay me per day if i stay the rest of the week but that means that i will miss my AS-Level results and a driving lesson on Friday but in the process I'll make an extra £300 – i really don't want to miss the opportunity but i guess i cant miss my AS-Level results.

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