DAY ONE – THE CLONE HOUSE: Ping, ping, ping! It’s no microwave but the alarm that wakes me at six. Help! I’m making a movie today. I remember the time I arrived at the set of my first movie on Day 1 and was furious when I noticed that someone had parked loads of trucks next to our location. The fury soon switched to panic when I realised the lines of vehicles were there for us – me – the film. I’m past that naivete now but there’s still a frisson of fear as I enter the clone house. There are nervous smiles and exchanges. What do you do? Nice to meet you? How will I ever remember your name? The morning goes great but I panic in the afternoon and go home with my tail between my legs. I sit alone in my room and give myself a talking to. Must try harder etc…