Antiquities of the Jews, fit the seventh

( The sins of King David, Homer, did Michal have children?, who killed Absalom, the descendants of Moses and evidence for the existence of King David )

Filming the house I grew up in

In the closing days of last year, my parents were approached by a film company who wanted to use their house—both inside and outside—for a gritty 1970s drama film. The house was built in 1971, and, after the whole production crew—all fourteen of them, in a minibus—came around a few weeks later, they said they loved the seventies decor (actually, half of it dates from the eighties, but don't tell them), but they'd need to temporarily remove everything in the house that was put there in the last thirty-plus years—flatscreen TV, DVD player, etc.

Filming started last night; my father had to go into the garden (in 1°C temperatures) when I called him up, and they didn't get to bed until half past midnight. There was at least one big-name actor present. It all sounds tremendously exciting, and I'm looking forward to seeing the finished product, later this year.

The thing is, my parents (or more specifically, my mother) have been looking to sell their place for some time now. They've been living there since 1978; it's the house I grew up in (I can scarcely remember the one before), and I for one would be gutted if they moved out. But I recognise that it's not my decision, and there may in the end be compelling reasons for them to do so. However, if they do do so, this film promises to be a wonderful souvenir of the house they and I have spent so many years living in.