I set my alarm for 6.30am and book a taxi to Glasgow's Kelvingrove Park to be an extra on the set of God Help the Girl, the film written and directed by Stuart Murdoch.
Stuart and I have been friends since our early twenties, when I was young enough to doubt all of his creative abilities.
I told him he'd need to write songs with a chorus if he wanted a hit. I thought busking in leopard-print trousers was as far as he'd get. Eight albums later, he's shooting a musical feature film in his favourite city.
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