Compilation of two films: the first is a simple London travelogue looking at many of the tourist destinations in and around the capital. The second is a creative amateur comedy short about a business man consumed with superstition who tries to ward off evil omens but only succeeds in bringing on the bad luck. The film focuses on actors’ feet and hands rather than faces to tell the story. It is not known whether 'Mr Lens Goes to Town' was a Newcastle & District Amateur...

Compilation of two films: the first is a simple London travelogue looking at many of the tourist destinations in and around the capital. The second is a creative amateur comedy short about a business man consumed with superstition who tries to ward off evil omens but only succeeds in bringing on the bad luck. The film focuses on actors’ feet and hands rather than faces to tell the story. It is not known whether 'Mr Lens Goes to Town' was a Newcastle & District Amateur Cinematographers Association (ACA) production. Credit: Apex Production Title: Mr Lens Goes to Town The film proceeds to show general views of many of the tourist destinations in and around London including Buckingham Palace, Windsor, Hyde Park, the Tower of London, the neon lights down Oxford Street and Leicester Square, and other popular sights to visit. The next film in the compilation is an amateur comedy, which creatively documents a morning of bad luck for a superstitious man. Credit: Specially Commended Amateur Cine World (ACW) Credit: A Lynnwood Production Title: Lucky Day! The opening shot of the film shows the bare soles of a man’s feet. An alarm clock reads eight o’ clock. A pair of shoes lay beside the door of a bedroom. Someone knocks at the door, a morning wake-up call for the guest. The feet begin to stir as they stick out from beneath an eiderdown on the bed. A hand flings back the cover, the guest in a pair of striped pyjamas. The feet are slipped into a pair of leather slippers. He slips on a paisley dressing gown. A shiny pin is laying on the bedroom carpet. A hand reaches down and picks it up. A ‘good luck’ card is propped on a table in the room. The needle is threaded onto the lapel of the dressing gown, which the man pats. Close-up of a bathroom sink, where a man (unseen) lathers up and begins to shave. A mechanical toy suddenly makes a move in the bedroom, surprising the guest. Blood drops stain the white sink, and a tap is turned on to wash them away. The guest has cut himself whilst shaving. The alarm clock now reads twenty-five past eight. A jacket is picked up, and the guest walks down stairs to breakfast. Toast is done in an early electric toaster on the breakfast table and popped into a toast rack. The guest pulls out a chair. A boiled egg breakfast sits in front of the guest who checks his mail, noting one from the HMSO tax office, dated 3 Feb 1938. The egg is topped, and gradually all the toast disappears from the toast rack. Breakfast now over, the guest pushes out his chair to leave. He taps a barometer on the way out, its dial pointing to ‘fair’, takes his hat and coat from the coat rack. Grabbing a briefcase, the man hurries out. Outside, his briefcase opens accidently, spilling out the contents. They are hurriedly picked up, including a ‘Doc Savage Magazine’. The man hurries on his way. The man’s sock garter suddenly snaps and drops down to his ankles. He waits as two women pass by, then quickly fixes the sock and garter back in place. A horseshoe is laying on the road. The man begins to cross the road, spotting the horseshoe. He pauses for an instant and can’t get out of the way of a car driving towards him. The car breaks, but it is too late. He is knocked down. Many people run over to help him. His feet stick out from beneath the car. A pair of feet in plaster emerge from beneath an eiderdown. A man reaches over to his bedside cabinet, his other arm in bandages resting on the bed. A woman places a couple of books on the bedside cabinet, one of the books titled ‘Lucky Day!’ The book is flung into the waste paper basket by the unlucky patient. Title: The End