Yup, 2 weeks tonight I shall be tucked up in bed having done the opening night of "Shut Your Eyes and Think of England"
And all that needs to be done in the mean time is that a few members of cast really need to learn their lines, we need all the props, Adam and I really need a sofa to get the 'kiss of life' bit right, some pace needs to be added to certain/most scenes and I need to get used to my shoes and having my legs on display.
Piece of Cake........
We're rehearsing 4 night's this week and next week which is taking it's toll on my ability to remember which day it is. Also we have a publicity shoot in Redditch on Saturday. I have to wear my costume - short skirt an' all..... should blend right in!
Last Saturday met up with the tall, dark-haired banker. Went well so hopefully meeting up again this weekend (that is if I can find time between the birthday paty, the wedding reception, rehearsal's, playing drum's in church and the publicity shoot!)
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Small Miracle's
Well, I guess no miracle is small but the item concerened is.
At about 12:15am on Saturday morning some g*t stole my Wallet, Phone + Mini-disc player (a present from my Dad) out of my bag at work. I know the time because from 12-2 there was only 2 staff there with bags in the cloakroom and one of them was a carrier bag that obviously didn't look like a viable target. Somewhere on the reams of CCTV we have their faces (although I have my suspicions about a group of about 5 guys who tried to gate crash upstairs and generally made themselves look like complete t*****s and before getting moved down by security) and if I ever see them again - no mercy.
So if you live in the central Birmingham area and someone you know has just aquired a light grey 'Quicksilver' wallet along with RAC membership/National Trust Membership and Morris Minor Owner's Club Membership (although strangely, doesn't own one - and wouldn't be seen dead in one) and has apparently given blood in Scotland then do leave a message.
As you can imagine I was a bit peeved. Mainly about the inconvinience, although strangely I didn't feel like my privacy had been violated or particularly upset. But then I had been having funny thoughts about stuff getting nicked all day(should've taken the hint really!)and I think I was in a bit of shock. I was also so angry at the guy's who'd done it, I mean, just 'cos there too lazy to get off their arses and do something about getting a job that would mean they could buy stuff/get cash for themselves they take it from other people and this somehow helps them feel better. To me it seems like it would make them feel worse and not like they actually owned anything they had and that's why they have so little regard for property; their own or other people's.
The police were there until 3:30am and then I got to come home and cancel my card's etc.
I was a tad worried about coming home. I had no phone and no RAC card should something go wrong with the car (it was one of 'those' days - anything could happen!) but we made it safely.
The main thing I was stressing about was my Driving Licence. It has all your detail's on it, including your address, and I was really worried they'd try and use the information to do something.
I prayed hard about it over the weekend, and then this morning the miracle occured.
A Lady (Claire) appeared at the front door. Her Father-in-Law is a Street Cleaner in B'ham City Centre (you know, the one's with those funny machines) and whilst he had been cleaning out the rubbish from the sweeper he'd found my Driving Licence! And as she lives in Wythall he'd passed it on to her and she'd come to drop it off!!!! How amazing is that!
At about 12:15am on Saturday morning some g*t stole my Wallet, Phone + Mini-disc player (a present from my Dad) out of my bag at work. I know the time because from 12-2 there was only 2 staff there with bags in the cloakroom and one of them was a carrier bag that obviously didn't look like a viable target. Somewhere on the reams of CCTV we have their faces (although I have my suspicions about a group of about 5 guys who tried to gate crash upstairs and generally made themselves look like complete t*****s and before getting moved down by security) and if I ever see them again - no mercy.
So if you live in the central Birmingham area and someone you know has just aquired a light grey 'Quicksilver' wallet along with RAC membership/National Trust Membership and Morris Minor Owner's Club Membership (although strangely, doesn't own one - and wouldn't be seen dead in one) and has apparently given blood in Scotland then do leave a message.
As you can imagine I was a bit peeved. Mainly about the inconvinience, although strangely I didn't feel like my privacy had been violated or particularly upset. But then I had been having funny thoughts about stuff getting nicked all day(should've taken the hint really!)and I think I was in a bit of shock. I was also so angry at the guy's who'd done it, I mean, just 'cos there too lazy to get off their arses and do something about getting a job that would mean they could buy stuff/get cash for themselves they take it from other people and this somehow helps them feel better. To me it seems like it would make them feel worse and not like they actually owned anything they had and that's why they have so little regard for property; their own or other people's.
The police were there until 3:30am and then I got to come home and cancel my card's etc.
I was a tad worried about coming home. I had no phone and no RAC card should something go wrong with the car (it was one of 'those' days - anything could happen!) but we made it safely.
The main thing I was stressing about was my Driving Licence. It has all your detail's on it, including your address, and I was really worried they'd try and use the information to do something.
I prayed hard about it over the weekend, and then this morning the miracle occured.
A Lady (Claire) appeared at the front door. Her Father-in-Law is a Street Cleaner in B'ham City Centre (you know, the one's with those funny machines) and whilst he had been cleaning out the rubbish from the sweeper he'd found my Driving Licence! And as she lives in Wythall he'd passed it on to her and she'd come to drop it off!!!! How amazing is that!
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
A Woman's Perogative
After yesterday's post I was a little apprehensive about rehearsal this evening - I shouldn't have been.
It was a blast. Far less pressure, there was only about 8 of us there and we were concentrating on the first 17 pages so a lot more character work got done. I now have to be a lot more 'forceful' and Adam is a bit more 'horrible'(for want of a better word) and it helped out first scene soooo much! Changed the blocking a bit and had about 5 different direction's for one particualr part - mainly all the men wanting to see more of me! Finally went with my Dad's idea (!?) of lying back on the sofa and being 'enticing'! Oh yes, it's gonna be a riot!
They also cut the bit where I bend over with my behind to the audience and then twist round to lie on top of Adam, whilst kissing him. Am so glad, makes it more funny, less hazardous and a hell of a lot easier. Now I just hoik my skirt up and kneel astride him before lying on him - and hopefully not crushing him!
If you're coming to see the show then watch my arm muscle's at this point because I am having to hold myself above him and then pull him up with me when I sit up - they will be strained!
Set/Scenery painting on Saturday, hopefully get some photo's and achieve my usual trick of colouring Beryl's hair!
On an unrelated note, I received all my paper work from PEEL this morning and so now have to plow through it all and send it back. It include's Medical's (for some reason they need a chest X-ray, thinking a foot one might be more helpful in my position!), E111, A Seaman's Log from the Bahamian Authorities (WTH?) etc. So gonna be killing a small rainforest but hopefully will get everything sorted soon!
Oh yes, and am meeting a tall, handsome man in town for drinks on Saturday......
It was a blast. Far less pressure, there was only about 8 of us there and we were concentrating on the first 17 pages so a lot more character work got done. I now have to be a lot more 'forceful' and Adam is a bit more 'horrible'(for want of a better word) and it helped out first scene soooo much! Changed the blocking a bit and had about 5 different direction's for one particualr part - mainly all the men wanting to see more of me! Finally went with my Dad's idea (!?) of lying back on the sofa and being 'enticing'! Oh yes, it's gonna be a riot!
They also cut the bit where I bend over with my behind to the audience and then twist round to lie on top of Adam, whilst kissing him. Am so glad, makes it more funny, less hazardous and a hell of a lot easier. Now I just hoik my skirt up and kneel astride him before lying on him - and hopefully not crushing him!
If you're coming to see the show then watch my arm muscle's at this point because I am having to hold myself above him and then pull him up with me when I sit up - they will be strained!
Set/Scenery painting on Saturday, hopefully get some photo's and achieve my usual trick of colouring Beryl's hair!
On an unrelated note, I received all my paper work from PEEL this morning and so now have to plow through it all and send it back. It include's Medical's (for some reason they need a chest X-ray, thinking a foot one might be more helpful in my position!), E111, A Seaman's Log from the Bahamian Authorities (WTH?) etc. So gonna be killing a small rainforest but hopefully will get everything sorted soon!
Oh yes, and am meeting a tall, handsome man in town for drinks on Saturday......
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
"Woah doggy"
Expression above courtesy of Nathan Wylie Van Kampen!
Man haven't posted for a bit.
SIMS 2 plods along begrudgingly on my laptop, am in discussion with Nick Bridgen as to adding RAM to help (I think so - a decent graphics card might be handy too!) but hey, it's playable even if the graphics are top notch and it's a bit jerky and slow - and it rocks! I keep finding things they can do, and they have wants and fears now to make it more interesting. They can even send each other emails on the computer as well as cooking specific things for meals - Faayyybb
The rehearsal for the show last night was PainfuL. Most of the folks with cameo parts (ie Me, Adam, Joy, Edd (in absentia!), Pete) knew our lines and what we were up to. Whereas those with bigger parts (no Father's name's mentioned!) seemed to lose the plot after about 4 pages and the evening stretched out before us like a horrible vacum of anti-comedy.
Then certain people were whinging about how little direction some of us were getting and felt like slapping them and telling them to 'stop being so b****y childish' and "if they had problem to speak to the director AND STOP FLIPPIN COMPLAINING TO ME!!!!!"
Having composed myself enough to deal with wearing my costume for the first time - (oh yes, the short skirt and revealing top was decided upon - quel surprise!)- and having that much of my legs on display (that being practically all of them) the last thing I needed was a load of back stabbing! Don't get me wrong, they're a lovely bunch, but most people (me included) was having foul day yesterday and just weren't in the mood to be there.
Also, another thing struck me. We usually go to the pub after rehearsal (I say we, lately it's been me, Adam and Edd!) and I miss it when we don't. Last night I reaslised why. Practically everyone in the company has got someone to go home too. Someone they can discuss the evning with and who will (hopefully!) sympathise with their point of view or just listen to them and then give them a hug, kiss and tell then it'll all work out in the end.
I don't have anyone who's there for me. I come home and, if I've not had the chance to chill out and vent some frustration through conversation and a laugh at the pub, I sit and brood over the evenings event's and occasionally it really gets to me. I'm very receptive (usually) to emotion's, vibes and situation's going on around me, even when people don't realise I can tell. This makes it even worse to go home and have no way of working out my feeling's other than by letting the water-works run for a few minutes.
I do enjoy it and I love those guy's, they're like a random family to me, but sometimes I feel as if they don't know me at all.
Man haven't posted for a bit.
SIMS 2 plods along begrudgingly on my laptop, am in discussion with Nick Bridgen as to adding RAM to help (I think so - a decent graphics card might be handy too!) but hey, it's playable even if the graphics are top notch and it's a bit jerky and slow - and it rocks! I keep finding things they can do, and they have wants and fears now to make it more interesting. They can even send each other emails on the computer as well as cooking specific things for meals - Faayyybb
The rehearsal for the show last night was PainfuL. Most of the folks with cameo parts (ie Me, Adam, Joy, Edd (in absentia!), Pete) knew our lines and what we were up to. Whereas those with bigger parts (no Father's name's mentioned!) seemed to lose the plot after about 4 pages and the evening stretched out before us like a horrible vacum of anti-comedy.
Then certain people were whinging about how little direction some of us were getting and felt like slapping them and telling them to 'stop being so b****y childish' and "if they had problem to speak to the director AND STOP FLIPPIN COMPLAINING TO ME!!!!!"
Having composed myself enough to deal with wearing my costume for the first time - (oh yes, the short skirt and revealing top was decided upon - quel surprise!)- and having that much of my legs on display (that being practically all of them) the last thing I needed was a load of back stabbing! Don't get me wrong, they're a lovely bunch, but most people (me included) was having foul day yesterday and just weren't in the mood to be there.
Also, another thing struck me. We usually go to the pub after rehearsal (I say we, lately it's been me, Adam and Edd!) and I miss it when we don't. Last night I reaslised why. Practically everyone in the company has got someone to go home too. Someone they can discuss the evning with and who will (hopefully!) sympathise with their point of view or just listen to them and then give them a hug, kiss and tell then it'll all work out in the end.
I don't have anyone who's there for me. I come home and, if I've not had the chance to chill out and vent some frustration through conversation and a laugh at the pub, I sit and brood over the evenings event's and occasionally it really gets to me. I'm very receptive (usually) to emotion's, vibes and situation's going on around me, even when people don't realise I can tell. This makes it even worse to go home and have no way of working out my feeling's other than by letting the water-works run for a few minutes.
I do enjoy it and I love those guy's, they're like a random family to me, but sometimes I feel as if they don't know me at all.
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
They're coming
Helen has posted her first update form Uganda today, go check it out.
Mum's been in Spain for 4 days, we're still alive, the place is clean + tidy, the plant's haven't died...... what the heck's going on? :)
Sims 2 arrived today, am about to go and see if my laptop can take the strain - here's hoping!
Mum's been in Spain for 4 days, we're still alive, the place is clean + tidy, the plant's haven't died...... what the heck's going on? :)
Sims 2 arrived today, am about to go and see if my laptop can take the strain - here's hoping!
Shut Your Eyes and Think of England
At last, some photo's from rehearsal's. To find out more about the performance, check out the side bar.
Ted........Adam........Dave........Joy.......Mike..........Ed............Pete
Anne.......Jenny
Ted = Director
Adam = Sir Justin Holbrook
Dave (Dad) = Mr Pullen (Sir Justin's Accountant)
Joy = Lady Valerie Holbrook (Sir Justin's Wife)
Mike = Sir Frederick Goudhurst (Sir Justin's business partner)
Ed = Mr Rubenstein (Marami's lawyer)
Pete = Dr Cornish
Anne + Jenny = Prop's Ladies!
Click on the photo's above for a larger version.
Ted........Adam........Dave........Joy.......Mike..........Ed............Pete
Anne.......Jenny
Ted = Director
Adam = Sir Justin Holbrook
Dave (Dad) = Mr Pullen (Sir Justin's Accountant)
Joy = Lady Valerie Holbrook (Sir Justin's Wife)
Mike = Sir Frederick Goudhurst (Sir Justin's business partner)
Ed = Mr Rubenstein (Marami's lawyer)
Pete = Dr Cornish
Anne + Jenny = Prop's Ladies!
Click on the photo's above for a larger version.
Here goes nothing...
My letter has arrived from PEEL. Should hopefully get my contract and more details within the week! I keep thinking about all the practicalities, my car, my direct debits, my flat - man, it's mind boggling! But have prayed a lot about it and am still very excited so the letter goes tomorrow morning :)
Sunday, October 03, 2004
*huh hmm*
Am supposed to be saving money for my SOLAS course etc, however I was too lured by 'The Sims 2' and 'Relative Values'. It was on TV yesterday and I only managed to catch 10 minutes of it - I'm intrigued!
Have most of my costume together for the play, just need a red-70's style-revealing top (am about to go surfing for some idea's!) and certain items of lingerie! I will take photo's in rehearsal tomorrow night! We're not rehearsing Wednesday (due to the hall being otherwise engaged and most people -Inc. The Director- being away!) so I have the day off AND an evening to myself - WOW! Although Moffy is going to have her carburetor looked at. For more info on that and the entertaining drive back from Leeds, look here.
Have most of my costume together for the play, just need a red-70's style-revealing top (am about to go surfing for some idea's!) and certain items of lingerie! I will take photo's in rehearsal tomorrow night! We're not rehearsing Wednesday (due to the hall being otherwise engaged and most people -Inc. The Director- being away!) so I have the day off AND an evening to myself - WOW! Although Moffy is going to have her carburetor looked at. For more info on that and the entertaining drive back from Leeds, look here.
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