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Ode to a LLama



Alas, I didn't win the mystery prize in the llamarama 'Write an ode to a LLama' competition so I shall never know if I missed out on a llama on the lawn or - sigh - an N-Dubz hat, but, hey!, I was one of three runners-up singled out for a 'special mention' - hurray! Congratulations to the winner, Kim Hall. For a special performance of my own effort, please click above.

PS, That word my actress is slurring is 'cria', a baby llama... Honestly, where's Kate Winslet when you need her?
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arosebyanyothername said…
Great stuff! I'm sure that if you had ben able to submit your poem in movie form it would have won hands down.
I find it helps to insert plenty of spaces to slow the speech down a bit.
3 June 2009 at 15:02
Chris Stovell said…
Oh, good tip, Rosie!
3 June 2009 at 15:03
Lane Mathias said…
You should have won the Llama. You used the word banana in your ode! And I have to say I'm mightily disappointed not to see a photo of you in an N-Dubz hat. But yay for a special mention!

And I'm glad to see you're still American:-)
4 June 2009 at 01:07
Flowerpot said…
Can't think why you didnt win that prize Chris!!
4 June 2009 at 01:13
Edward said…
I've really enjoyed your films - I loved the Aldi Wrinkle Cream bit. Your actress did rather mangle the delivery, though!
4 June 2009 at 02:14
Chris Stovell said…
Lane, and mine was the only proper ode - I was robbed of my N-Dubz hat!

FP, neither can I, dear heart!

Edward, thank you. Oh well, a bad director always blames her actors, I suppose... fortunately Rosie knows what to do and has passed on the secret of her success.

JJ, Debs - I am taking a big curtsey and shedding a few tears - thank you.
4 June 2009 at 15:21
Pondside said…
Bravo, once again, a brilliant performance. Who knew poetry could be such a draw on the big screen?
4 June 2009 at 18:47
Amanda said…
Excellent! x
4 June 2009 at 23:40
Calico Kate said…
These are so much fun Chris. Love the ode and think it should have won.
Didn't know that Cria was a baby llama. Now to find some so that when we drive past I can stun all with my new knowledge!
CKx
5 June 2009 at 05:03
Cait O'Connor said…
I'm loving your films Chris, you deserve a prize.
5 June 2009 at 09:11
Chris Stovell said…
Pondside, all I need to do is get the actress to put the bottle down and say her lines clearly!

Amanda, thank you!

Kate, yes, I am full of wisdomosity and now you are too!

Cait, alas I was not worthy of the N-Dubz hat!
7 June 2009 at 07:12
BT said…
Oooh, it's all a bit quick!! lol, but great fun. Well done for your special mention.
1 July 2009 at 17:25
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