“He’s more Just Like Us than we are”: Take the Tube like Damian Lewis!

Hello everyone! While the original post is from more than three years ago, it is my pleasure to share it again when I notice a recent tweet about Damian taking the subway in NYC or the tube in London.

Enjoy!

Here is the most HILARIOUS conversation between Damian Lewis and Nick Grimshaw, the host of BBC Radio 1 Breakfast Show that Damian joined last week. You can hear the radio bit (short version) here and (long version, starts at 01:33:48) here. BIG thanks go to JaniaJania for transcribing part of the conversation for me!

source: @R1breakfast
source: @R1breakfast

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Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 6

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Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

“Come on guys, I couldn’t sleep. I was just getting some fresh air.” Two security guards accompanied Brody back to his dorm.  “The night is the time to do it, right? The air smells less like it’s loaded with chemicals then. Didn’t think it’d set off an alarm.”

Luckily, Brody had heard the alarm and was already on the way back to his room when the security guards found him. “Are we not allowed to leave our bunkers after dark? In all the years I’ve been here, no one told me.”

“It’s for your own safety. If you’re having trouble sleeping, let your supervisor know and he can get a doctor to give you something.” Continue reading “Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 6”

Off To The Races: A First Look at
Damian Lewis in Dream Horse

Dream’ took us to places you couldn’t even imagine. There we were going to Aintree for probably the greatest race on the planet. – Howard Davies

Howard Davies

The man you see in the picture above is Howard Davies. He is a tax adviser in Cefn Fforest, a small Welsh town where the community has gone through hard times since the mining industry collapsed in the area. Howard worked for the biggest tax firm on the planet for 15 years, got sick of it, resigned and did his own thing for a while but it did not work very well. He is a middle-aged man who wants to get a bit more out of life.

Okay but why are we suddenly interested in a tax adviser living in South Wales? Well, Howard Davies is the man Damian Lewis is bringing to life on screen in his upcoming movie Dream Horse. Continue reading “Off To The Races: A First Look at Damian Lewis in Dream Horse”

Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 5

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Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

“Yo, Charlie, you wanted to talk to the therapists?” The supervisor approached Brody holding a stack of papers. He gave no indication that he had heard what Brody and his acolytes had been doing. “I dug up some info here. Take all the time you need.”

Brody couldn’t believe his luck as he took the print-outs. “Boy, you’ve got a thing for paper, yeah?” he joked nervously.

“You could say that,” the supervisor mumbled as he walked back to this office. Continue reading “Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 5”

Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 4

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Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Brody woke from a fitful sleep soaked in sweat with a dream still liquid in his head, backed by bits of more song lyrics and melody. In his mind’s eye were rows and rows of corn, rows and rows of green, with tufts of yellow silk catching the breeze as it drifted over the plains. Had he ever been to the Midwest? Maybe as a kid? Was this a dream or a memory? Whatever it was had him in a back of pickup truck sitting on bales of hay, chewing on a stalk of it, the taste if it still in his mouth as he woke.

As he grew more awake, his lucid mind rationalized the scenario to fill in the blanks. There were other kids around him in the back of that pickup. Maybe it was a hayride for Halloween? A tarp thrown over them when it got too dark and cold. And teenagers taking advantage of the cover to do what teenagers do. The wandering hands and hot breath under that tarp lead to other morning thoughts that Brody quickly pushed away.

In a room by myself

Looks like I’m here with the guy that I judge worse than anyone else

So I pace, and I pray, and I repeat the mantras that might keep me clean for the day.

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