Walking the Walk.
They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks, and yet as you become an old dog, you realise that new passions come along rarely and when they do, you should seize them with both hands and enjoy them. This summer, August loomed a little empty in my diary. Yes, I am supposed to be editing the first draft of my new book "The Working Actor" which aims to be published in December this year, but I have no major work commitments and no filming. For the last two summers I have spent August in front of the camera. Two years ago in a rather sweaty and moist wedding marquee for the final series of "Him and Her - The Wedding" and last year on intermittent filming days bedecked in velvet and fur for my brief appearance in "Wolf Hall”. This year my diary for August was looking a little like a heavy snowfall - all white. That didn't necessarily worry me, though I have to say I am not at my best when I don't have a deadline, and having commitments to