Up and out onto the TUBE. Going to The Globe and its in the congestion charge zone so no driving even though it’s a Sunday. Emma and Callum have booked a rehearsal room at Globe Ed and we all went there to top and tail screamed entrances and exits which is the closest we are ever gonna get to a rehearsal for the cue-scripted Macbeth we will be doing at Chalke Festival later this month. Banquo has the good grace to get murdered nice and early which was helpful as I needed to run off at 2pm. In my absence they’ve created a lovely little slaughter dance and like any other dance routine I am gonna have to internalise it so eventually I can get through it without the narration: “and back and grab and barge and draw and ‘fuck you slash’ and back the other way and he’s got me and ow my hand and block and ow and eyes and down and eyes and Neck and spin and dead.” And JAZZ HANDS.
It’s a nice bunch of people killing me. I won’t see some of them again until we do it. I still haven’t met my son Fleance or my son Young Seward as they couldn’t get off work in time.
Once I was good and dead I tubed it back to Sloane Square and drove Bergie up to The Cockpit, where I met a writer who used to be a newscaster and three actors. Wole Sarah and (Grace character name). And just a couple of hours later the four of us did a very unusual piece of writing in front of a live audience.
It’s always a joy to see the actybits land especially when you haven’t got a clue who your wife and daughter actually are in real life. We found a chemistry and discovered energy and rhythm. The writer Sarah is brilliant even if I did call her Sue in the Q&A. This one was really last minute. I replaced an old friend and I’m happy to have done so. Connects me back to the old friend as well.
And now I’m home and I just realised that the evening thing I thought I was doing tomorrow is actually on the 8th July so I am gonna have only one thing to focus on tomorrow (plus lines) which is an absolute wonder right now as I’m feeling a tiny bit flooded tonight in a good way.
