Team: Tim and Tabitha.
3,000 Comments:
1HardMan:Bit desperate now, darling, with the short skirts.
CotswoldsOwn:Doesshe have the legs for that length? Not judging, just wondering…
TeamTimFTW342:Seems like Tim is doing it all. She’s on the phone a lot to her newspaper.
IWantTimToNailMe2:Hmm… Does she evendomuch at her newspaper? She’s never on their socials.
GirlBossesDoItBetter:Tabitha works day and night designing, making constant calls to suppliers, and hauling out the debris. No one works harder. No one.
DramaFarmer:What a pigs’ breakfast. Apologies to the pigs Pinky and Perky, who look as though they could manage it better. They will never finish in time.
LlamasRLife:Never mind the pigs, that llama has got real star power. Did you see it laughing in the background? Now that’s charisma.
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Tabitha
Third weekend filming, Saturday
“Folks, please gatherround,” Simon called. “Interns, get craft services and wardrobe.”
This sounded serious. I was beside Tim, helping him inspect all the new kitchen fixtures that had arrived. After we’d torn out the kitchen and broken down the two walls, he’d spent the week “roughing in,” laying out and installing pipes, doing wiring and ductwork. I looked at Tim to get his reaction, and he gave me a little shrug. Was something wrong?
The two interns conferred, then scurried off to get Poppy and Trystan. The rest of us shuffled into a tight group in front of Simon in the ripped-out kitchen.
He clapped his hands. “We have to be finished in two weeks.”
Two weeks?
“Did you just say two weeks?” I cried out. From all around me, the others chorused the same words.
Simon nodded smugly. “Two weeks.”
“Two weeks? No way,” Trystan said. “I’ve planned a menu for two months. Food is on order. Drinks are being stored in my space.”
“Don’t worry,” Simon said. “Everyone is being paid in full for their two-month contract, so it’s win-win. The powers that be are saying this show is hot, and we have to get it out as soon as poss.”
“I’m confused,” I said. “How do the powers that be know this show is hot?”
The whole crew turned to me with looks, like…How were they looking at me? What was I missing? Maybe it was because I knew nothing about TV.
Tim stepped forward. “Tabitha is right. We only just started. We’ve done a total of four days.”
Now the crew turned to look at Tim with that same surprised look they’d given me.
Simon gave us a dropped-jawduhlook. “Television doesn’t make sense.”
“Nothing about this show makes sense,” Tim said, frustration etched into his face. “It doesn’t track what actually happens. I mean, as it is, I’ve already done months of work. We don’t explain that at all. And even with over a month to finish, we were pushing it. We need to close the walls, install the fixtures, fittings, counters, cabinetry, do the painting and papering, and refinish floors. And now we have to wrap it up in fourteen days?”
“Welcome to television, you ridiculously innocent boy,” Freya mumbled.
“I don’t understand all this complaining, Tim,” Simon said.
“Tell me how to fit five weeks of hard and tricky construction work into two weeks,” Tim demanded. “Go on. I genuinely want to know how you plan to do that.”
