Not Much Of A Privilege

Yesterday we went back to Burnham Beeches with two of the actors to shoot a couple of shots needed to clarify the plot. In our testing of Callback, audiences have found themsleves confused about who gets run over at the end.

Everything went well, apart from my car misbehaving a little, and we had everything we needed in about 2 hours. As she lives near me, the actress decided to get a ride back in my car, a decision she was shortly to regret as the car conked out somewhere on the A40, with smoke pouring out from under the bonnet.

But it was OK, as I have a rescue service as part of my insurance with Privilege. So I called the 0800 number. First we have an argument about the address. I give the Priviledge woman my address - no, that's not the address we have. I give my old address - that's not it either. I started to panic - what the hell? Then I remember - it's S's parents' address. Then I have to give this woman some idea of where I am on the A40, but I have no idea. I panic again, until I spot a road sign in the distance. I tell M to get back in the car to keep warm and sprint off down the A40.

It's along way. A kind couple pull over and tell me I'm near Northolt. It's turns out I'm not, but at least I have something to tell the rescue service. An hour and half later, they turn up. But now there's an issue over what I'm covered for. Turns out this rescue service I've payed for gives me 10 free miles. It's 19 miles from the A40 to home, and they also have to include the distance from their base. So it comes to about 62 miles. And I'm paying for 52 of them, which comes to about £70.

The world is full of people trying to scam you out of your hard earned cash, and it doesn't matter if it's some Nigerian doing the old "We have 5 thousand million billion $ in a bank account and you can have 10%..." or a "reputable" insursance company like Priviledge.