I remember that there were two Scotsmen on the Croissette who were in their kilts. They had two Daily Record Reporters following them around reporting their every movement. I'm presently sitting with a Montevideo beauty who has sold her Cannes laundry business because there is no money in dirty laundry in Cannes, so I'm not going to talk gossip with you. I attended the Scottish Screen breakfast but the executive producer of a movie by the guys who did the Blair Witch Project was refused entry to see us - he was told we weren't there and to come back after the party was over. So we went to the American Pavilion instead and had a good time.
Misery is everywhere but the sun was shining today.
So my movie shows tomorrow and there are about 3000 people coming though the theatre only holds 300. There are a lot of homeless people in Cannes - beach bums. I used my Scottish connections to smooch with Craig Ferguson and Douglas Henshall. But the best part of my day was when Julie Christie walked into the Majestic Hotel and not a soul noticed her at all. Then she was gone.