Vampire Le Spank and The Lovely Cruella de Ville

  London, United Kingdom
Sunday, October 31, 2004

We were all set...
During the week we'd gone shopping in Slough, avoided the mutants, searched through the shops and found our costumes for the big party...

Anita searched forever and finally found a Dalmatian spotted bathrobe and a cool wig while I did things the easy way and bought a woolworth's vampire outfit...
We looked damn good! i mean... evil! mwhaa ha ha...



We drove into London, well... Anita drove actually... There was going to be a lot of free drinks that night and I was most certainly going to partake in them...

We arrived at Derek's North London house and entered to find the most detailed and extravagant House of Horrors we'd ever seen... The cobwebs were everywhere... the Jack-O-Lanterns grinned evilly from every corner... there was blood dripping down the walls... and everywhere... Monsters, demons, witches, zombies... It was incredible!

After some searching we found our host hidden away behind a "Skeletor" mask... his girlfriend Julie was there with him all dressed up in fake leopard skin...
Derek was already drunk and was hilarious to watch as he ran around fetching drinks and candy for guests...
Tim Burton soon arrived with his wife Helena Bonham Carter...
Tim was dressed all in black(surprise surprise) with a fake bullet wound in his forehead... Helena was dresssed up in what looked like a black and red zombie bride's dress... a charming couple... he he...

As the night wore on we met with Deep Roy... and I sat with him and shared a few stories and beers... interesting fellow...

He's been in many films over the years(Return to Oz, The Neverending Story, Flash Gordon and Big Fish to name a few) and others always confuse him with another dwarf actor, his supposed arch-nemesis: Kiran Shah...
Poor ol' Deep always gets overlooked when it comes to the big roles...

Kiran was Elijah Wood's double in the Lord of the Rings trilogy and was in so many other big feature films... Poor ol' Deep...

I had a drunken moment that night and decided to light 10 sparklers at once, proceeding to burn a hole in one of my fingers... an eventful night indeed.

The party slowed down eventually and we decided to leave...
We were asked if we would drop Deep Roy home as he lived in Langley, one suburb closer to London...

Off we drove...

Off I dozed...

We arrived at Deep's at around 2am... and he invited us up to his flat...

He seemed to live a lonely life there in the flat with no family or friends close by...
The life of a film dwarf: clinical apartments, silly dances, ridiculous outfits... but it could be worse I suppose...

We shared a bottle of red wine, of which he had a glass(a man of small stature and yet fine proportions) while I finished the rest and slept soundly the all the way home...

I awoke the next morning with possibly the worst hangover of my life... and a throbbing finger to boot...

Great party though.