Well that was a lovely evening.
It feels like just yesterday that Claire and Ffion and co went round America with the fortieth anniversary of AFTLS, but here we all were suddenly at the FIFTIETH. There’s no way ten years have passed. Ten years have passed. Christ.
I last went out with Twelfth Night. Before that it was Much Ado. 5 actors and a suitcase, working deeply with Shakespeare. It’s magic. It calls for an easy knowing of the text, as you are teaching and workshopping as much as you are performing, sometimes more. Nice people, long distances, great text.
There was good cake, and a bar tab. I’m busy all day tomorrow, so I couldn’t nail the booze. I very much enjoyed the cake and the company though, and honestly I’m a cheap date these days so a glass or two of wine and I was anybody’s. I pulled out and went home before 8 and ordered pizza from deliveroo. Pizza express doing large pizza for 12 quid and I get 7 quid off four times a month and then a 5 quid rebate on my amex so basically it’s free. Gotta work the angles. I just let the guy in and now I’m munching as I write to you.
Lovely family of people, all pushing in the same direction. Actors gotta look after each other and this is an actor led company. It makes me very happy to call them friends. But I’m glad I managed to leave before the end of the night.
Greasy fingers on the phone now. Messy yum yums. The cats are both watching me with admiration and disgust as I push cheesy bread into my face and write. I’ll be asleep and in cheesy dreamland soon, that’s the plan. That was a good show. Hamlet. Three men, two women. Really strong and clever. Trust Jim Jack to make everything active, he made Claudius a thug and it worked. It’s always fun seeing lovely actors playing monsters. The whole company was fun and sparky and gelled. I’ve had a lovely night, the pizza has soaked up the wine, now it’s bedtime.
AlBarclay 