That was Alan and I, and the kid who got the fould mix of fruitjuice and tinned vegetable was ‘Pottsy’. Watch carefully and you will se a couple of the shuffling masses do a little sidestep so that someone else gets the puke. There’s a scene where the masses are all shuffling into the hospital through a stairwell, and someone above pukes onto them. It was a great day out and very educational. On the downside, it was weeks before I fancied Mars bars or cornflakes, and I developed a fear of red gelatine based products, all of which, when artfully applied turn a fresh faced youth into a walking war crime. It was a freezing Sunday morning when we arrived and got the greeting and directions from the director, and being the scamps we were, with nothing better to do (Games Workshop wasn’t open on Sundays in those days, so Alan and I had to fill our day somehow) we wandered off, and found the BBC makeup department.Ī tall tale, delivered in a believably earnest manner (we were roleplayers after all) found us sitting in make-up chairs surrounded by black and white images of victims of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, getting some serious make-up applied, emerging an hour or so later, so mutilated that when we went home in the dark, later that day, the passengers on our bus were almost retching, and my Mother who’d forgotten I was at the filming, cried out aloud when I walked through the door.

How many kids can say that at 14 they survived being nuked?Ī group from my school, somehow got the chance to be extras in the filming of the post-bomb scenes, many of which were filmed at the now demolished Royal Infirmary, a truly wonderful Victorian hospital near the city centre. The second part of the show got me thinking and reminiscing because, you see, I was an extra in Threads.

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