Waiting For Callback by Perdita Cargill

It all kicked off when I stood on a stage, dressed as a spider, and impersonated a carrot and (against the odds) was noticed by an agent for child actors. So, next step decide what to wear to the Oscars? Well no. Think more a succession of mildly humiliating (and largely unsuccessful) auditions in draughty church halls, occasional moments... Read more