Then there was the client who wanted a guy playing with a dog. Freda played the human part, but I needed the animal. If I’d used a live one, the radiation would have killed it within a few months. So I had about three days to find a dead dog. I called an animal shelter and said, “I know you have to put dogs down sometimes; can I have one?” They hung up on me. Then, driving along, I saw a dead badger by the side of the road. I took it back to the studio, X-rayed it, elongated its legs, and said; “Here’s your dog!”
I love my job.
Chris Wright is a writer and editor living in London.