I once had my sport in a film ( cant even remember the name of it.. how bad is that

).
I was staying at my old climbing club cottage and I was asked to play a bit part, this ( get this ) young Buddhist monk knocks at the cottage door and I answer, he puts his bowl forward, I nod and shut the door in his face.
Apparently he goes off into the woods and hangs himself as that was the last straw in a catalogue of things
It was set in modern times but the Monk was in robes and my car was in the background.
The best bit was my mate Leo and his girlfriend who is from America turned up... how cool did I look with a full film set around the cottage
