Thursday, July 20, 2006

The Terriffic Twelve Tame the Manor!

Kitley House hotel, a gorgeous old house in Yealmton nr Plymouth was subject to an infestation of 'theatricals' this weekend. Traumatic for all, the bar was held open till the early hours, dinner was taken in the library, the guests were subject to performances of Taming of the Shrew, and more impromtu improvised pieces in the styles of Enid Blyton, Agatha Christie, Scooby Doo and Cluedo wherever a book case could have been a secret passage, or a shady character walked by. Unbeknown to the guests there is a secret underground industry for the manufacture of bluetack is abound under the grounds, smurfs are force fed blueberries, and then their poo is harvested and sold at an extrtionate rate to bostik who marked it as blue tack.
This has been the big revelation of the weekend and now the mystery has been uncovered 'thanks to those pesky actors' we shall all sleep well at night under our blutacked posters of bros. Ginger Beer was abound, and jolly japes were had by all. Following on from touring our own poltergiest, Burbage, last year this years tour was being amazing unhaunted... The ghosts at kitley obviously realised we were somewhat lacking in the spectral department and made up for it by kindly blowing the set down, just for traditions sake you understand, as last year the wind turned a gazebo into a kite. Not to be out done the ghosts had another prank up their sleeve... somehow during the night they kidnapped one of the actors and placed him gently on the sofa on the way down to breakfast, without waking him up... Much to the amusement of the company, the hotel staff and the guests he awoke at three minutes to nine, luckily just in time for breakfast. Twas a good weekend. I'm glad I went down!



No spams were hurt in the making of this post...
The Great Smurf Poo Mystery & Spam Containment plot device are property of Miss Rebecca Wright,
because she always is.

posted by Sharon @ Thursday, July 20, 2006 0 Squeals from backstage

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

For the Ladies...

I'm on another crusade...
This lump of silicone has brought about a rennaissance in the way I think...
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posted by Sharon @ Wednesday, July 19, 2006 2 Squeals from backstage

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Muscle Memory!


Sitting here listening to Jump! its amazing what comes up when you set itunes to random. This was the opening number for Mother Goose 4 or 5 years ago in Sutton. I seem to remember that most pantos that year had that as the reveal into the village scene. While I was calling it I thought nothing of the lyrics... but golly gosh, its jolly rude isn't it, could make a DSM blush! and we had the juves and babes on stage singing it, these are nice little Surrey kids. Have we scandalised the next generation of theatrical genius???
Anyway, the whole point of this post, before I got sidetracked.... We used to dance to our opposite number in the other wing, as my opposite number was Andy he made a point of doing it in a) various states of undress, b) in various states of inapropriate dress and c) in various states of hysteria, whilst taking cues. I do remember one show a few weeks in when I would only get the right things happening if I cued them all as Thunderbirds.

I actually remember the dance for it. My muscles do. They even remember the bits that I had to bend down in. I'm fairly impressed with myself. *smug*

posted by Sharon @ Thursday, July 06, 2006 2 Squeals from backstage

Saturday, July 01, 2006

The joy of freelancing.

Freelancing. Free to be my own person, go wherever the work takes me.
nuff said.

Edit. I really wish that I was bvs on Olivia Newton John's Xanadu.

posted by Sharon @ Saturday, July 01, 2006 1 Squeals from backstage