He was actually working in our local pub at the start of the hols.

Good for him! Getting his hands “dirty”! As it were…

This is it. As I say. He was staying in the nanny flat. So he had his privacy.

It’s important at that age.

So he’s put some money aside from that. We think. Fingers gently crossed!

They do get through it, don’t they?

And since then — well, Orlando’s always been fascinated by film…so he called up his godfather. If you please. Off his own bat! And he’s  been cadging off his old school pals, sleeping on the floor in some pad in Beverly Hills for the last month, working Every Hour God Sends — on godfather’s film set!

Bravo!

…He gets a bit frustrated. Because he longs to get more involved in the creative aspect. And he’s just a sort of dogsbody really. Fetching cups of tea. Which is...well, he says he feels like he’s being slightly exploited…

Mmm.

Because he’s working SO hard! Twelve hours on set — and then painting the town red…He met Colin Firth last night!

Oh, I say!

He was going to stay for six weeks but then…I did sort of “hint” that if he came home a teeny bit early there might be a free week’s skiing in it for him…

That’s nice!

And poor love, he’s been working SO hard. So he’s coming home a week early, and we’re all off skiing! And then it’s off to Leeds again.

Nose back to the grindstone!

Exactement! No duvet days for him!