On Fridays I try and make sure I get home to
our farm in west Dorset at all costs. Even when we start filming the
next series of Doc Martin
down in Cornwall in a few weeks, I’ll be back on Friday night by about
8.30pm. The journey is 100 miles but after six series, I can do it in my
sleep now. There’s only one set of traffic lights.
Once home, we roll up the drawbridge, light the fire, have a glass of
wine and eat. My wife, Philippa [Braithwaite, producer of Doc Martin],
is on the BAFTA jury so we’re currently watching all the latest films at
home, which is fantastic. We have a room full of beanbags with a
drop-down screen, and all four dogs – the Labrador, Jack Russell,
Jackahuahua (the Jack Russell- Chihuahua cross, who can walk under the
other Jack Russell) and the eight-month-old cocker spaniel – come to
watch with us. I find that a lot more fun than going into Yeovil to the
multiplex.
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