For this shot we got as far as stripping the leaves off the trees - but we were unable to drive lorries containing china clay slurry through the narrow lanes hereabouts in Somerset.

Not only that - but the sheep were completely refusing to co-operate by now:  they had all become fully paid up members of the actors' union en masse -  insisting they be allowed to attend attend drama school before appearing in any of the shots.

 One of them actually called me 'Darling' - if you please!

 The one success (as always) was the Photoshop sky.