Random Ramblings

Close to my heart...

2009-03-14T13:11:00.003Z

"Never being able to say the word ‘mummy’ again in your life sounds like a small thing. However, for many, including me, it is now really just a word – hollow and evoking only memories. I can therefore wholeheartedly relate to the Mother’s Day Campaign as I too have felt – and still feel – the emptiness on such a day as Mother’s Day" ~ Prince William.

Please go have a look at the 'Remember on Mother's Day' campaign that the CBC launched this week.

Must be Christmas...

2008-12-02T18:00:00.001Z

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

Mornings in Bear Cottage...

2008-10-25T10:05:00.004Z

Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits at his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl, it is empty.

"Who's been eating my porridge?!" he squeaks.

Papa Bear goes downstairs and sits at his big chair at the table. He looks into his big bowl, and it is also empty.

"Who's been eating my porridge?!" he roars.

Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells
"For Christ's sake, how many times do we have to go through this with you idiots?

It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who woke everyone in the house, it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away, it was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the damn table, it was Momma Bear
who put the friggin' cat out, cleaned the litter box and filled the cat's water and food dish, and now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs, and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence, listen and listen good, 'cause I'm only going to say this one more time.

"I HAVEN'T MADE THE F***ING PORRIDGE YET!!!"

It's been a while...

2008-09-10T15:28:00.003Z

But I've been having such fun on Hoods, living on boats, and being part of the showbiz whirlwind of fun that I haven't written anything. That's a good sign, If I'm happy I'm busy being happy!

So yes, Hoods finished Saturday, It's sad and all in boxes or storage. I had such fun with the gang, It isn't like any show I have ever worked on before!
So thanks guys for looking after me, and thank you all for being wonderful beautiful and simply fabulous.

I've definitely got the living on a boat bug - I moved to a beautiful Dutch barge by Tower Bridge, the views were amazing and the community was great, not to mention Chinese takeaways on the top deck in the moonlight. Oh - and playing Pirate's is always a laugh!

I'm definitely a livaboard now. Living on land seems to be not for me.

So what next.... Watch this space!

I want a puppy...

2008-07-19T15:18:00.003Z

One like this!

Happy Birthday Mum

2008-04-14T10:42:00.003Z

What do you give to the lady who has given
All her life and love to you
What do you give to the reason you are livin'
I could window shop the world
Before I'm through

Mama, a rainbow
Mama, a sunrise
Mama, the moon to wear
That's not good enough
No not good enough
Not for Mama

Mama, a palace
Diamonds like door knobs
Mountains of gold to spare
That's not rich enough
No not rich enough
Not for Mama

Mama, a life time crowded with laughter
That's not long enough
Not half long enough

What can I give you
That I can give you

What will your present be
Mama, young and beautiful
Always young and beautiful
That's the Mama I'll always see...
That's for Mama,

With love from me.

An Englishman's home...

2008-03-30T10:49:00.002Z

Which is fine, when you have one. As I was meant to be on tour I didn't need a place in town, but now I do - mainly because the commute and the rush for the last train is severely cramping my style. So after spending several afternoons trailing round looking for rooms in house shares, and them either being so studenty or filthy that it scares even me, or filled with suits who instantly discount me because I don't work 9 - 5, or I'm to gay, to straight, to female, to old, to young, and in one VERY special case - 'wear the wrong kind of shoes'. I've just not found the perfect place.

So I thought about starting from scratch - let's find a gorgeous town house with a roof terrace and a garden and proper furniture and fill it with people who we like, I won't need to explain what I do, why anyone would want to do it etc. So I'm taking applications! Who wants to come and live in the coolest house in town, and enjoy the summer with a nice cold beer on our gorgeous roof terrace.

No nutters, axe murderers, homophobes, racists, trouble makers. Just good friends in a home with lots of heart! Give me a ring or message me, also feel free to pass on my details to likely candidates.

This will be amazing!

Into the Hoods

2008-03-30T10:41:00.002Z

My new show, Great company, very witty, and the music is fabulous - lots of funnies, and the most sparkly walking stick you ever did see.

These guys are absolutely amazing, I've not seen anything like it in town before, so it's well worth a look. Let me know if you are coming!

(And yes - it means I'm back in town, so will probably spend a couple of evenings (ahem) at the Nell or the Players, so feel free to come and buy me a beverage or two!)

I believe in Fairys...

2008-01-27T14:57:00.000Z

But do they believe in me? - Surely that should be the question. I reckon that alot of people don't see them or feel them because the fairy folk don't think they are worthy - and it's easier to say that they don't exist than say:-

'I don't have enough love in my heart to be of interest to a fairy - I don't feel colours or laugh songs - I don't choose light or dark - I am grey by default. I can't open my mind to the possiblities because of what they will expose in me.'

But of course if you do go around saying stuff like that people will probably want to lock you up. And probably for good reason. Isn't it just better to be made of the good stuff?

Just because...

2008-01-20T18:05:00.001Z

So this is who I am,
And this is all I know,
And I must choose to live,
For all that I can give,
The spark that makes the power grow.

And I will stand for my dream if I can,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,
But you are my only,
And I must follow on the road that lies ahead,
And I won't let my heart control my head,
But you are my only
And we don't say goodbye,
And I know what I've got to be

Immortality
I make my journey through eternity
I keep the memory of you and me inside

Fulfill your destiny,
Is there within the child,
My storm will never end,
My fate is on the wind,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,
But we don't say goodbye,
I'll make them all remember me

Cos I have found a dream that must come true,
Every ounce of me must see it though,
But you are my only
I'm sorry I don't have a role for love to play,
Hand over my heart I'll find my way,
I will make them give to me

Immortality
There is a vision and a fire in me
I keep the memory of you and me, inside
And we don't say goodbye
We don't say goodbye
With all my love for you
And what else we may do
We don't say.

Goodbye.

Katmandu, Katmandu? Who is this Kat man... and what does he do?

2008-01-14T20:46:00.000Z

Tintin was great, and finished with a bang - Although I couldn't hear it due to the ear infection of death - 4 mutant martians taking pickaxes to my ear drum and blocking out all other noise does tend to make calling shows a little more tedious. Luckily I had fab team that looked after me - So thanks guys, and thank you for a lovely tour. Its been a hoot.

So now we know what the Kat man does, I'm off to visit him and his 'strange bewildering time'.

That's right folks, the next on the list to get the Sharon treatment is Moonshadow, the Cat Stevens musical.

Anyway... I hope you all had a lovely Christmas, and are and will have a very very Happy New Year and all your dreams come true.

Oh my friends, my friends forgive me....

2007-11-30T13:29:00.001Z

(With all due respect to Marius)

I have been on tour, and terribly slack at keeping you lot up to date. Facebook has kind of taken over, however that it not an excuse, I have been lazy. I shall go and flagellate myself with a shoe lace.

So what has been taking up all of my valuble blogging time? I hear you murmur.

This.
We have been on tour since the Summer, and now we are going into town next week, so come and see! Booking details can be found here.

Its a great show, and we have fun doing it. I shan't tell you more because I don't want to spoil the surprise!

So... its nearly August

2007-07-29T16:10:00.001Z

And I really fancy Lasagne. And also I've been quite bad at keeping you up to date.

So the operas have finished, I've had a week to reclaim my sanity, and next week I'm off to Watford to tour with Tintin.

I'm booking digs in the next couple of weeks, so if you have any favourites let me know, and I shall grace their spare rooms.

For tour dates and other details clicky here

In other news everything is good, I'm vibrating hard and seem to be on role, at least with interviews and getting what I want, which is fabulous. Sometimes it is amazing how life works and how well the angels look after you isn't it?!

This week I have been wined and dined, travelled up and down the country, been belly dancing, bought a new bra, had lots of interviews and got them all, got a new tour, done my washing, bought a matrix coat, saw Howard, and dressed up as a pirate, and had a good old drinking sesh with Dorothy Gale at the Nell. It has been absolutely wonderful, I'm such a lucky girl to have you guys to play with!

So you lot, whats up with you guys?!

June, June, June

2007-06-02T09:54:00.000Z

June is bustin' out all over
All over the meadow and the hill!
Buds're bustin' outa bushes
And the rompin' river pushes
Ev'ry little wheel that wheels beside the mill!

June is bustin' out all over
The feelin' is gettin' so intense,
That the young Virginia creepers
Hev been huggin' the bejeepers
Outa all the mornin' glories on the fence!
Because it's June...

Ok, so I can't type in an accent! but isn't it just! I thought we were in for a rainy summer, and risking speaking to soon, it looks like it will be glorious and sunny... I even got burnt a little yesterday.

So happity June everyone... and may your outdoor shows be plagued with water moths (and smurf poo). They bring luck don't cha know!

A Two post day, A two party birthday!

2007-05-05T10:56:00.000Z

So here's the thing... Some of my friends are in rehearsal, and some of my friends are on show call, and some of my friends have real jobs and some of my friends live in the middle of nowhere.

So instead of having one do I'm having two, so everyone stands a chance of making one of them.

First one which is on Thursday is going to be drinkage in the West End. Meet outside the Criterion under Eros about 7, call me if you can't find us.

Second is going to be a BBQ on Sunday at the Warehouse... any questions mail me/call me.

Nakamitsu

2007-05-05T10:42:00.000Z

in a new version by Benjamin Yeoh

Directed by Jonathan Munby & Michael Ashcroft
Design by Mike Britton
Lighting by Hartley T A Kemp
Music composed & performed by Ansuman Biswas

Ignited by a sudden act of violence, Nakamitsu must make a choice: love versus honour. From the shadows of a seedy underworld, his story unfolds.
East and West collide in a startling new version of this classic Noh play.

24 May - 16 June

Tickets now on sale
020 7229 0706

For Amanda

2007-04-08T16:58:00.000Z

Its a blue footed booby chick. Just in case you weren't sure!

A special post... dedicated to you my darling Amanda, just because I have been bad at keeping you in the loop, I haven't got Internet at the warehouse which is why there are long gaps between postings...

So... Big Events!

Easter! Yay for Easter Sundays, and the Dinner at Auntie Marian's house, she makes the best roast potatoes, and chocolate! not that I've had any yet, I'm still all full of potato. I love being around the table with the family, and smugly (because I am a picky wench) I know that I will only ever inflict them on a significant other that can give as good as they get. Seriously ~ the potential for carnage is amazing!

My show closed. I had such a wonderful time working on Lintel, I haven't been ASM for a while and I had forgotten how much I like playing with props. I got to work with Richard, who is lovely (and has a very distracting twinkle!) and the lovely Sian and Howard, who looked after me so well and kept me on the straight and narrow :o) (Well - narrow - OK, who am I kidding!) and the wonderful guys at the Duchess, Sadie, who is a bag of organisational gold, and Carole and Micheal who unfortunately met the same coxwellian fate as so many of my friends.

My little brother broke his ankle, but is well on't way to recovery. He is walking on it, and has been going into work for the past week. He heals fast, even though he won't let me put glitter paint on his cast. He has a big plastic thing to wear in the bath, and a little blue foam foot to walk on. He has a lot of bruises and his toes are yellowy brown and clash with the red plaster. He'll be back to normal (ish) in about a month they reckon.

I was kidnapped and taken to Andover by a big tall handsome stranger (and you don't get much stranger ;o) ~ and in all fairness I kidnapped him earlier) and there was much inebriation, and a show in the morning (there always is!) Then there were films and ice cream and hangovers, which made it all better!

There was a picnic, but there were no pirates, it was a lovely sunny day for clowning around in the park with a bottle of Asti and a loaf of bread and a pile of Waitrose cheese. What those girls can't do with a pork pie...

Chris started on LOTR, the costumes sound amazing and I can't wait to see it. Previews start the day before my birthday.

Talking of birthdays there is likely to be a BBQ on the terrace on the Sunday after the 10th ( I think it will be the 13th ) and there will be no excuses. You will be there eating charred food and telling me I am wonderful and plying me with beer.

Happy Easter my lovely Chicklets, May there be eggies for all!

Only from a friend.

2007-03-21T20:36:00.000Z

'You know, your problem is that the people that you think are wonderful aren't the sort of people that are going to think you are wonderful'

So... other than it being a good job I love him anyway maybe he has a point. Maybe I do go for the wrong types, so should I be settling for second best? or should I live in deluded hope that someone wonderful may think that I am just as wonderful one day. I know what sounds more fun.

Got to love best friends. They have a way with words.
I bought him tea and everything.

Eggsnog

2007-03-17T15:50:00.000Z

I love actors, crunchy on the outside, creamy on the inside...
how do you eat yours?!

And yes... I haven't written in a long time. Lots to catch up on.
Promise next week. Hopefully we will have internet at home.

P.S. Lintel is closing at the end of the month, so those of you that want to come and see it, then you have two weeks, so let me know.

Come and Warm your Cockles

2007-03-07T17:30:00.000Z

On our new stove...

Yes kiddies, Its what we have all been waiting for, we are finally moved in, and nearly unpacked, and its time to christen the floor with some spilt beer.

So - Saturday, kick off at 8, although obviously I won't be there until after the show, heading up from the West End about ten give or take so if any of you Wendys would like to join me then the party shall start en route. (Obviously party will start about tea time in the capable hands of the lads, however I need someone atleast to play catch up with!).

Bring a bottle or three and a some bad dancing, let me know if you are coming.
People welcome to crash but please remember the floor is concrete.

Call/text for directions, but multimap is your friend (either Northern line or M25 - depending on prefered method of carriage).

So see you there!

Sometimes I just can't see.

2007-02-25T23:46:00.000Z

We have finally moved into our lovely warehouse. It has been difficult, and there are still bits of wet paint on the floor but it is really nice to be there. We are going to unpack the pile of furniture in the middle tomorrow and then it shall be home.

My new bed is magnetic. I am scared my watch will stick to it and my laptop will stop working, but it is meant to be looking after my back/foot etc. so we will keep persevering. It is also like sleeping on a large lump of flat concrete. The bobbly side is better. That is like bobbly concrete.

Emotionally I have spent the last week feeling like an elephant dangling over a cliff with its tail tied to a daisy. The week began with the whole three shows a day thing, and we were commuting from Bucks which has been exhausting, added to that learning the book for Lintel, and having the move put off one day at a time and you get a very thin film of emotional control.

I have been forced to realise what I can be and what I can never be and who I can never be it to or with, and to be honest I find that hard. Ah well, I've had a few months of delusion, and they have been lovely. At least now I hurt I know there is some variant of feeling, and its stronger than it has been for a long long time.

So that's a good thing. I'm not dead inside anymore. Hurrah!

So... this week - who wants to come out and be spoilt?
Usual rules apply.

Boots~Bum~Breasts

2007-02-11T14:20:00.000Z

In any order really, depending on whether you start at the top or the bottom.
How do I know whether its a look or not? How do girls know these things?

Underneath the Paper

2007-01-29T00:18:00.000Z

I have spent the past few days trying to duplicate the paper props in the show so we have back ups, as the ones we are currently using have lived just a little. As the show is based round the 'collection of lovely eveydences' there is alot of paper. Pages of books, quarantine reports, theatre programmes, tram tickets from turn of the century Germany, a love letter, a library fine. It is fascinating and a bit of a challenge. I am either starting from scratch, abusing quark and photoshop, or scanning them in from the originals, and editing them to make them readable/printable. Printable on the right paper. Apparently our printer likes tracing paper but doesn't like news print, which is why I'm heading bedwards. I shall poke it tomorrow and all will be well!
Another interesting thing that I kind of knew, but didn't realise it would scupper me a little is that because they are all American the paper sizing is different. Who would have thought.
This is a very boring post isn't it. To be honest at the moment I am a very boring person. There is other stuff going on, so watch this space, but for now all I want to think about is getting the show up and finding a european date stamper with individual numbers and a large wooden table. Warm fuzzies will still be there when we have opened. Hopefully.

Snuggled up in bed...

2007-01-24T07:57:00.000Z

I love it when it snows. It makes everything so pretty and yet its so cold to touch and is a bit dangerous. Strange combination. Sure its a metaphor for something (no comment).

Sunday Sunday...

2007-01-21T21:15:00.000Z

So Sunday. My two weeks off between panto and rehearsals is up, which feels very strange, it doesn't feel like long enough, while it has also seemed like forever. I'm not good when I'm waiting for something, I get twitchity, and procrastinate.
I have been fighting receipts all day and my tax form is still a mystery.
I'm now printing out contact sheets and lists and maps for tomorrow and eating a chocolate orange. There is a CSI type programme on the TV that I'm not following and I'm thinking I probably should have shaved my legs for tomorrow, which is weird. I guess its the difference between the two of me, which is a thought that I haven't had for a couple of years. We are getting much closer together now, there isn't a definite split between the two - which I guess is progress. Either that or people, the ones that matter at least, and ~I think me ~ are getting to know me better. Still progress.
I'm on a furniture hunt. Gumtree and eBay and free cycle. The warehouse is a blank canvas, and its quite a fun challenge furnishing 3500 square foot with a penny and a prayer. I have an eye on a bed for my boudoir. Ten whole pounds on eBay.

I've sucked chocolate orange slice now and its just the 'rind' so time to move on. What a lot of ramble.

p.s. Those of you wonderfully nosey lot that emailed me about the last post... No, it wasn't aimed at anyone specific, it probably wasn't aimed at you - (unless you want it to be?!) -so don't feel bad, that was never my intention, and yes, out of the possible people that read this I think 2 of you will make them for me, both with love, just different types. I will make them for 3 of you, although 1 of them will be with Elmlea. 1 of you would absolutely love to but doesn't have the courage just yet. 1 of you will not have the time to get round to it but the thought is there. So yes... you lot can decide amongst yourselves and prove me right or wrong!
You are all lovely. Really. I really do appreciate it so thank you, I am a very lucky girl indeed.

And.... That's the way to do it! (absolutely nothing to do with Punch and Judy)

2007-01-17T22:52:00.000Z

75g margerine or butter
115g plain flour
3 eggs, beaten
5 tbsp Baileys (for 5 teaspoons read atleast one bottle)
1x150g plain chocolate, broken into pieces (again... who are you kidding)
800ml whipped cream

1. Preheat oven to 200 degees C/400 F/Gasmark 6.

2. Open bottle of Baileys. Pour me a glass. Pour yourself one while you are there.

3. Slowly heat butter and 200ml water in large pan until boiling. Stir in flour then remove from heat. Beat mixture until thick and smooth. Cool.

4. Pour me more Baileys. Humour me when I get the giggles.

5. Beat in eggs into water and butter mix a little at a time, until smooth. Put teaspoons of mixture on a non-stick baking sheet, spaced apart.

6. Check on my Baileys status... chances are I will be running low. Top up at will.

7. Put profiteroles for 20-30 mins until puffed and golden.

8. Meanwhile bring your Baileys to wherever I'm sitting and snuggle me for about 20 minutes. Leave me with the cat (making sure I have a full glass) and pierce each ball and return to oven for 5 mins to dry out. Remove and cool.

9. Probably open more Baileys, but don't tell me about it. It will end badly.

10. Whip cream (600ml) with Secret Baileys (lots) until thick. Pipe into profiteroles. Leave enough in the bowl to lick out later, or possibly to leave in the kitchen and get the cat drunk.

11. Heat rest of cream (200ml) and bring to boil. Add most of the remaining chocolate and stir until dissolved. Leave to cool, then pour over the profiteroles.

12. Serve in a large bowl, with 2 spoons, more Baileys and the piece of chocolate you broke off by candlelight, on a big squidgy sofa or bed, possibly wearing a tight shirt (or naked... baring in mind we will have drunk...well... just a little) with your choice of dvd.

13. Enjoy as much as me, and prepare to be adored! :o)

Warehouse!

2007-01-12T20:48:00.000Z

So we have finally found somewhere... The top floor of a warehouse block in High Barnet, of Northern Line fame. There is a long story about the one with the purple gate, but that's going to be next door and we opted for the sensible one with the space and no draft. Its being renovated at the moment and should be ready to move mid Feb.
Big Bounce!
We have two empty rooms that we need some fabulous people in... so if you want to play (oh yes...there will be much playing, singing and general fabulousness!) or know anyone that does then drop me a doodah!
Oh I'm so excited!
Now I just need to find me some furniture....

Something about string!

2007-01-07T17:35:00.000Z

so... 5 weeks, several bottles of baileys and 44 shows later we have emerged from our giant doily. Its been great fun, many new friends, new quotes and memories, catchphrases and promises of floors, coffees, beers and nights out. Seriously I have had the most fun I have had on show for a long long time, which is probably why I have been completely neglecting emails and other forms of communication, I am sorry, and normal service shall be resumed shortly!

So ... for those of you that weren't there (and yes... I realise that is most of you!) here are the things that made it so special!

The cafe next door to the theatre that fed us so well. Dumplings the size of a person, chicken pie to die for and a whole load of other carbohydrate heavy meals. Also serves diet coke in pint glasses. How can you go wrong!
The plasticky singing robin in above cafe. Bursts into song whenever anyone makes a noise (give you a clue... we weren't a quiet bunch!)
The lack of cue lines, one culprit in particular springs to mind - however I do forgive our lovely dame because ... well.... he is lovely, and the only man I know that can pull off leather chaps and not get beaten up for it in yarmouth... And he didn't throw the killer raisins at the band... much!
The model yacht pond on the way in to the theatre... and the amazing fact that nobody ended up in it!
The little lighty up red alien that had our MD in stitches.
Jack Trinnyandsuzannahing said MD's wardrobe... and getting away with it cos they are both complete legends.
Going to Norwich to hit the sales on New Years Day only to find that the city is a ghost town and all the shops were shut.
Looking down to find a doily under our prawn cocktails at the company meal.
Looking up to see the giant staring down at me when I had a hangover. Yes I know he lives in the roof, and yes, he had been there all the run, he just snuck up on me and made me jump, and then gave me the giggles... yes - thats what it was about the other day!
Putting all the dross on my desk in Jill's pinny right before she went on stage. Never got old. Well... not for me.
Small wearing the pink furby costume in the pit.
The dancers ... in general. 4 more lovely girls would be hard to come by.
The yellow stool that magically appeared next to me whenever I was hungover, tired, stressed or anything really.
In the same vein... Christmas tree lights that magically turn on when I'm in the toilet! (Thankyou!)
Just being in the boys dressing room. Hours of amusement.
Daisy the cow. Suddenly brought to life by the girls about 4 days in. and boy can that cow tap. And moo. Very impressed!
The girls in the wings doing BVs to Daisy's song... Mer Mooo Mer Moooooo.... and not laughing all the time!
'Give everything to it... Tie some string round it....' (made my day!)
Fanfares, of any length, at any time.
Wendy!
Playing twister without the board, and plenty of sherry.

There are many many more, Everytime we went out it was an occasion and I had a brilliant time, So you guys thank you lots and lots for making it so special and I really hope you had as fabbiebiscuity time as me!

And the rest of you... you just wait till you meet the mob! they are seriously a lovely lovely company.

Doily on the Wold

2006-12-24T11:22:00.000Z

Ok, long time no post, have finished licking wounds and moved on and now I is doing panto innit. Its been an experience, as panto usually is, but in general we are having a wonderful time, there are lots and lots of fabulous people to play with and the show is going brilliantly. The company is up for a laugh and there is a big bug of love hovering over the norfolk coast.

Once you get past the doilys that is.

Special mention again to a certain lad who has big shoulders to carry my sanity around with.
I would have surely gone mad without him around.

On the eve of tomorrow (caution - dirty laundry post)

2006-12-01T21:06:00.000Z

When you are in the privilaged position of being able to make the world ok and descisions valid for someone that you love you do it. Course you do. No question. Even when it makes your heart heavy and your eyes fill up and you are screaming inside. Even when its the end of a story that you don't want to end... and especially don't want to end like this. Even when it means that you can't face the people on the tube and have to hide in boots for an hour. Even when it means admiting to yourself that a new life without me is the best thing for her. Even then.

I know she will be ok, be happy, be loved, be looked after, and I know she knows that there is always a place for her next to me. And I hope that will give her the freedom to follow her dreams. She does have some amazing dreams.

So on to tomorrow, a new read, a new set of possibilities and some new regrets, but thats ok. Thats me.

Just for the record...

2006-12-01T00:24:00.000Z

This is most definately not a sore throat and my nose is most definately not runny.

So there.

Jerby Tigers.

2006-11-30T14:15:00.000Z

Ok, I've just spent the past hour trying to sort out an evil RSS feed from here to MySpace, after being constantly nagged by friends, and others. So how on earth do I set up the coding. Its all very confusing and as I'm technophobe anyway its all likely to explode on me as soon as I hit enter.
So... this brings me onto the culture of blogs... Internet snobbery getting in the way of people keeping up with each other... The 'Oh no, I don't have a profile... I have a life' mentality which is luckily dwindling. But does it make us lazy because we don't talk to each other anymore? Or is it a more flexible way of keeping in touch, specially us theatre bods who work stupid hours.

Do I still speak to you lot enough? Or do you all feel foresaken for internet versions of ourselves? Are we different people online? If we are, are we better or worse?

Oooh how philiospical.

Anyhoo, more later... What should I be packing for panto?! Its sneaking up fast and I should really do some washing.

Nearly Cooked...

2006-11-23T21:57:00.000Z

So... one more show on this tour. Its been eventful, busy, manic even, with long gaps that I have filled with other stuff. The big news is Chris is back from Turkey, and the world is nearly right again. I have missed him more than I realised and now we are facing the world together its much better, I can be much more me.

So after this back to panto land... you know how I said last year that it was the same jokes in different story, well... I lied. I'm doing Jack again so its the same jokes and the same story just different people and a different theatre. I'm looking forward to it, It will be fun and I get to play with the lovely Russell too.

So... Delt with the past few weeks, delt with the next few weeks... but what about now? Now I am sitting in a hotel having paid £15 for internet access and making the most of it before I pass out in a corner on my freshly room serviced pillow (yes folks, they even have a pillow menu) and see who knocks on my door first. I'm not sure how the air con unit works so I've turned it off, it was turning me into an ice block, and I'm cursing the people at 02 for lack of decent phonage, but loving the battery Chris gave me which lasts longer in the tigger phone than any other. I'm exhasted, been down in Brighton being me and helping making theatrical magic with the Big Wooden lot. So yes, go see it if you are passing. Fairy dress by Chris, Diplomacy, props, and cuddles all round by me, fairy lights by Will. Good team eh?!

so... after panto? who knows. Maybe its time to grow up and find an office that will feel sorry for me and take me in.

Bouncing in Brighton

2006-10-17T09:04:00.000Z

So, A week into the tour and here I am lying on an inflatable bed with my sea view and a packet of chocolate AND caramel digestives.

Showbiz is just all glamour isn't it.

So yes, the show is going well, Got a late one tonight and then moseying on home, which means I shall have toast and pass out on bed. Day off tomorrow so I shall rearrange and maybe try making the biryani again without so much chilli. Third time lucky and all.

Oooooooooooooooooooh my sofa may nearly be there!

El Tango Nuevo!

2006-10-06T08:24:00.000Z

I've been quite this week... Largely because I have a new show. They are an amazing dance troupe, everyone is lovely and I would happily marry them all. As its me I only started on the show 5 minutes before the tech, and they made me feel very welcome. So... Come and see us, its well worth an outing.

Now the Science bit...

A moving journey into the heart of tango.. Myriam Ojeda Patiño and Tiempo de Tango are proud to present the new 2006 tour. Romance D'Carnaval, a sensual story of tango, carnival and passion.

Set against the tumultuous backdrop of Buenos Aires from the 1930's to present day, the production is performed by an exceptional collaboration from the UK's only Latin American dance company. A raw, sensual, authentic tango experience.

“ passion, drama, melancholy beauty and sentimentality ......” The Guardian

October

11th October
The New Theatre Royal, Portsmouth

Box Office:
023 9264 9000

14th October
De La Warr Pavillion, Bexhill, East Sussex

Box Office:
01424 229 111

17th October
Gardener Arts Centre, Brighton

Box Office:
01273 685861

21st October
Trinity Theatre, Tunbridge Wells, Kent

Box Office:
http://www.trinitytheatre.net

25th October
Alnwick Playhouse, Northumberland

Box Office:
01665 510 785

November

4-5th November
Weekend Tango Leeds Festival

Box Office:
0113 244 8798

9-10th November
Arts Depot, London

Box Office:
020 8369 5454

12th November
Hull Dance Festival

Box Office:
01482 616 808

14th November
Northern Stage Newcastle Upon Tyne

Box Office:
https://www.northernstage.co.uk

24th November
The Brindley

Box office:
0151 907 8360

December

5th December
Bacons College, Rotherhithe, Southwark, London

Box office:
Danza latina.uk@virgin.net

7th December:
Falmouth Arts Centre

Box office:
01326 212 300

Edit - to correct the errors on the website that I lifted our dates from, so please please check with me that they really mean what they say before you turn up at the theatre and get pigeon instead!

Rabbits!

2006-10-01T09:13:00.000Z

RABBITS PEOPLE!

Its the first of October which means that my bestest friend in the whole world will be back from Turkey in a month. I can't wait, I have missed him so much. There will be much partying in November I can tell you!

Transferring files, work and programs to my loveliness of toshibaric wonder has taken most of the week, I'm figuring out which files I've lost never to return again, and what I can live without. Funnily enough since the Great Hard Drive Opt Out of February where I lost all the sound cues for the Wizard show 3 days before. Never Have we mixed so fast! I still haven't learnt to back stuff up. Somehow I think I'm invincible. I am. However my computer isn't. That'll teach me to not listen to the people 'in the know' and buy a shiny Mac. Next time maybe. There is far to much restarting in kitting out a new machine. Its all looking very promising though. After I put office on here I'll be able to take over the world. Muhahahaha etc.

So... Possibly Cabaret tonight If anyone wants to join me...? I haven't been to see the Too2Much bunch since Edinburgh and I'm getting withdrawal symptoms. Like not having a hangover or staying up too late in random bars and being kicked out for the 'Company we keep'.
I'm thinking the two may not be linked. Only one way to find out!

Just a quickie!

2006-09-25T19:51:00.000Z

I have a new Laptop, Finally. I also have no money to play with but hey ho! Silver shiny wonderful Toshibaness. I am now a fully equipped portable stage manager again!

Avast me hearties

2006-09-18T21:23:00.000Z

Yes folks, today is Talk Like a Pirate day.
I shall be oooooaaaaaaaarrrring by the river because its the closest I'll get to the sea, I' even taking a real life pirate... MushuLad...

Splice the Jolly Roger and Hoist the Plank.... Mainsail Ahoy!!!

Oh Yes it is...

2006-09-13T19:30:00.000Z

Its that time of year again where we are are all being offered numerous pantos, and are scrambling to find out where our best teams our before we commit to being commited. As this year I have been offered numerous Jack and the Beanstalks, not much variety, and a definate dejavuness of last year I couldn't even make a choice based on that.

So.

The apartment by the sea and the capable asm won me over.
(picture isn't of actual apartment)

Jack and the Beanstalk
in Norfolk.
Listings to follow!

Pssst!

2006-09-04T14:55:00.000Z

If you follow this link to get to vistaprint you get 25% off your order!

Beer & burgers...

2006-09-02T09:37:00.000Z

I have been privilaged to spend the past week with these wonderful people up in Scotland. As the guest of Mister Russell Clark esq. Stage Manager extraordinaire, person I am very very proud to call my friend, and of course Warrior Lord (now comes with his own broad sword).

When you haven't seen someone for a year you get full of bounce, so I did, and the novelty hasn't worn off yet. I still can't believe it has been that long, It felt like almost a week, Some friends (the best ones) are just so very wonderful to be with that time doesn't matter. I have so much respect and affection for this man, proffessionally and personally. I know I said that last year, a year on even more so.

We went out for a beer and a burger. It was the best thing.
I hope we do it again.

Hatched!

2006-08-23T09:24:00.000Z

So we staged the show backwards.
The audience were in the choir stalls, the cast was on stage. It worked. It hurt our brains, but was an interesting experiment in backwards thinking and having the balls to make it work.
Its been a good week, The creatives are bonkers, the young people were talented, big time, and of course the show was excellent.

Up to the fringe tomorrow to abuse my ears, liver and theatrical sensibilities... see you there!

Jolly Hockey Sticks...

2006-08-13T19:46:00.000Z

(I think this may be an 'OSS' for those

of you in the pub on Friday Night)

I'm off on another adventure... I'm going down to Surrey to work on a show for YMT:UK (the next generation of NYMT for those of you that remember the cold nights at the Palladium) - The Stones are Hatching (apparently!). I shall be in Epsom for 10 Days, and then there shall be a show at Fairfield Hall, which will be lovely. Oh yes.

I don't know how much internetty goodness I shall have, so if you need me you better phone me. My number is easily accessible for those of you who can use your noggins, and for those of you that can't you don't deserve it. I have spoken.

In other news... Last night was happily wiled away having a picnic. An indoor picnic. There were rugs, cocktail sausages and the usual banter, There were poi. They were fun. I may have a serious go at them, its exciting when I can do it right. Its concussing when I can't. Ergo I will endevour to do it right. Apologies to the lovely Pepper. A very understanding pussy cat.

My new shiny leatherman is still wonderful. And shiny. And purple.

Its here... I am complete!

2006-08-11T09:21:00.000Z

Ladles and Jellyspoons...

I would like to announce the arrival of my shiny new baby to my family. After many days of waiting, hoping and otherwise stalking the postman My li'l bother finally bought in the most exciting post of the week.

Look how purple, how shiny, how gay! How wonderful!
The Leatherman Juice xe6, The thing to behold!
I shall call him squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my squishy! (ahem)
If you ask nicely (very nicely) ~ I may let you stroke!

Stage Managers....

2006-08-10T10:15:00.000Z

'...are sweaty.... hehe..... ahem...
I have the greatest respect for these people, regardless of gender confusion and crossdressing. They are the ghostly shadow pixies that melt the mellow corners and turn sawdust into .....sparkly sawdust'

A quote taken from the dear Lozi... who can be found holding up welsh coll if you would like to buy her a drink or two.

Final Destination 2, 1 and threeeeeeeee

2006-08-07T16:21:00.000Z

We watched this yesterday, I'm not so impressed, its just become about inventing new and messy ways to die. The first final destination that I watched, (no. 2 in a weird bizarre instance of reordering the world) I was quite impressed, It was late, I was young, I was sitting on a sofa with a boy each side to hide behind and a duvet and a lot of cushions so nothing could get to me. I did like the inventiveness, the working out what was going to get them, who was next, and the sheer volume of blood and squishiness (lots and lots of squishiness). I did have to watch a few Disney films to reset my fluffy bubble of sparkle, but I appreciated the art, the maths and the inevitable fate of the film. Then, a couple of years later I watched the first one, the one with the plane. Clever too... And leaving it open for a sequel or two was a nice touch. Number three... Not really much to keep us guessing, only a passing reference to the first film, nothing about the second plot, none of our favourite characters (ok, lots of them are dead, or know better these days) and not really any deaths as fun as in the other films. They all died. I hope there is another final final destination, where there really is an end to it. This one was all 'tied up' as an afterthought.
Maybe I should stick with Disney.

Silly Season!

2006-08-05T15:42:00.000Z

Its official, the silly season has started. Friends, students, the misguided, and the odd proffessional who should know better, have spent the past week or two in manic rehearsals, props sprees, everlasting tech's to bring us The Edinburgh Fringe Festival.

The ones to see...(so far... but I am willing to be swayed!)

A Midsummer Night's Dream - the 50s Jazz version,
Hamlet on a Bouncey Castle - just because...
Lick & Chew - hilary arsed last year, can't wait to see what they bring this year.
edit...
in addition

Mister Richard Herring's show, underbelly round 8.30ish

I'll probably be up round the 15th so Much Beerage.
If you are around text me, whats the worst that can happen!
(anyone from the otc - just shooosh!)

edit - anyone training/flying up around then would you like to keep me sane on the way?!

Thank You Lal!

2006-08-01T21:17:00.000Z

Yesterday I got back from our last venue in Northampton to find Very exciting post, due to being the thousandth (is that right?) click on Lal (aka Mister Brad Fitt, theatrical guru)'s blog. I shall treasure him always and have already got him beaming down at me from my laptopish screen.
Thanks Lal, and Thankyou Brad :)

The Terriffic Twelve Tame the Manor!

2006-07-20T10:21:00.000Z

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.

For the Ladies...

2006-07-19T13:55:00.000Z

I'm on another crusade...
This lump of silicone has brought about a rennaissance in the way I think...
Ladies, please join the fun!
For more information and to get your own little bag of joy click here
Any questions just mail me! tis fab and I'm not going to stop till all the girls in the world have them.
Buy em for your wife, your friends, your girl, your beard, your mum, your sisters, your aunts, your cousins, the bonkers lady that lives next door... Just do it. It has changed my life and saved me a fortune!!!

Muscle Memory!

2006-07-06T21:06:00.000Z

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*

The joy of freelancing.

2006-07-01T17:26:00.000Z

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.

What One Wears...

2006-06-30T09:57:00.000Z

This is a very insightful article, written by a very insightful lady!
Have a read. And then count the pockets on your trousers.
http://www.thestage.co.uk/features/backstage/feature.php/13097/costume-changes-in-technical-theatre

For the love of a Good Woman.

2006-06-28T17:20:00.000Z

I've spent the past three days whining because I can't be doing, due to one footedness, and being a completely nightmare for anyone who knows me well enough to put up with me still. I'm not good at sitting, and I'm not good at being bored, especially when there are shows to do. I've rearranged my desk, I've been seriously considering the wings on my back, and definately conteplating the choice pairings of socks.

So where did I become so insular. I need a jolly good poke if you ask me.

In the real world one of my best friends is 5 months pregnant, another's daughter is about to have her first birthday. My brother has just got a fab new job doing what he wants to do and earning alot of money for it. Another of my friends is moving house today, My hubby is in another country worrying about new casting, and us coming out to see him. 2 more of my friends are wondering where I am because I haven't called them lately, and 2 more are going out to dinner. A new romance may be on the cards for another pair and my old family-in-law are mourning the loss of another beautiful daughter.

All these amazing things that happen in the world, all that emotion, and excitement and new and old and black and blue and roses and thorns and endings and new starts. All that love.

And I'm still wearing odd socks, but it doesn't actually matter.

The use of the Field Telephone and Other Such Jolities.

2006-06-27T10:50:00.000Z

I don't have much luck with mobile phones. Especially this one. Its broken again meaning that I have to clamp the bit just above the buttons before I open it up so I can see the screen. This is very entertaining for the first two text messages then it gets really really boring. The novelty has most certainly worn off. This is the third screen I shall be sending it away for, its very expensive. Next time I get a phone I need a rubber brick like we used to pick up from swimming pools in our pajamas. My laptop has also taken lead from the phone... It has just gone away to get its screen fixed. Anything with moving parts/screens/buttons or plugs should be removed from my person for their own good. I don't have a particularly rough and tumble lifestyle, nor do I hit these items repeatedley with mallets. Its all lies I tell you.

::end rant::

EDIT - Can't even get image of phone to work. So I'm leaving up broken image. Just to prove a point. muhahahahaha etc.

There's small choice in rotten apples

2006-06-08T07:53:00.000Z

So its a good job I haven't got any. I have got some amazing friends who move heaven and earth for me, however stressful, however long, however hard. I know I don't say it enough, but thanks guys. Its been a long hard day, but I think we are getting there.
I know there are still questions and the potential for cold feet, but there are wheels within wheels!

On to cheery things... Lady Chat is over, Don't know whether to laugh or cry! some of the things we did were unbelievable, and twilight zone venues and all. Everything was worth it purely for one thing. Mr Philliplingonberry. Definately a good apple.

My foot is still broken. Yay! My filling is stuck back in with something a bit more permanent and I've nearly done my washing. The Pigeon boys are back imminently which is very exciting, and I'm about to have the marmite sandwich I've been craving for the past tour! My phone is still in one piece, and although my laptop is in desperate need of a backlight I've hooked it up to my old monitor. Its slow, but works. I miss my hubby, however my beautiful mermaid is home, so much rejoicing.

All in all I'm good. It's nice when that happens!

A small dedication...

2006-05-28T15:43:00.000Z

To one person this will mean alot.
To the rest of you, no I haven't gone bonkers.
I always was!

Some people stand in the darkness
Afraid to step into the light
Some people need to help somebody
When the edge of surrender's in sight
Don't you worry
It's gonna be alright
Cause I'm always ready
I won't let you out of my sight.
I'll be ready I'll be ready
Never you fear No don't you fear
I'll be ready
Forever and always I'm always here.
In us we all have the power
But sometimes it's so hard to see
And instinct is stronger than reason
It's just human nature to me
Don't you worry
Its gonna be alright
Cause I'm always ready I won't let you out of my sight.
I'll be ready I'll be ready Never you fear No don’t you fear I'll be ready
Forever and always
I'm always here!

Shrewd...

2006-05-28T11:38:00.000Z

Remember last year we took out Twelfth Night? It was such fun that we are going to pip that tour to the ground by taking out Shrew, Its going to be bigger bolder better than last year, with a cracking team and a fantastic original music sound track, based on Jazz and performed live by our very own musicians.
Set in the Second world war upon an an authentic bandstand we will laugh, cry and picnic till the mossies come and bite our bottoms, then put it all back in the van and drink more beer.

Please come join us...

19th-25th June South Hill Park Arts Centre, Bracknell
27th June The Hawkedon Queen, Sufolk
28th June Dovedon Hall, Suffolk
29th, 30th June, 1st, 2nd July Abbey Gard ens, Bury St. Edmunds
7th,8th July Magna Carta Arts Centre, Surrey
17th,18th July Kitley house hotel, nr Plymouth
29th July Lamport Hall, Northamptonshire, 6.30pm

Ring of Roses!

2006-05-25T01:17:00.000Z

We have just had the most bonkers day... great show though! We have had the pleasure of heading up the Tewkesbury arts festival, which is a fantastic oppurtunity so we were determined to make it one to remember. Because the festival is kicking off there are numerous events going on. A Live broadcast from the theatre for the BBC, Lunchtime medieval concerts, coffee mornings and of course us. In preparation for this special day the Good God of cleaning specially shampooed the carpets. Lovely and clean and sweet smelling they were still soggy at ten o'clock. Being the good company manager I am I popped out to say hello to box office and marketing and all the other unsung heroes of our industry. The Foyer (the only room in the building to escape from the shampoo demon) was ashawm with medieval music, as they were warming up there, people trying to organise somewhere dry for their coffee morning, the girls at box office bemused but coping sent me upstairs to find the marketing manager. First of all though I cam accross the BBC mob, doing a weather report standing on orange crates. as you do when the ground is soggy I guess. The lovely marketing lady had the look of 'done hysteria, now I shall just survive minute by minute by drinking warm hot tea' greated me with 'are the cast here?!' they were stuck in swindon with an ETA of 11ish. I was expecting the 'we are ten mins away' phonecall any minute. Instead I got the 'we are stuck in traffic' phonecall. "Right then" Mr. BBC said, "Its going to be you then!" as Someone ran down to find MrPhillipSnozeberry to join me in this live interview. We came out unscathed, resisted the urge to be tooo Honest and had a good giggle, however lights don't focus themselves so back we went to the stage to find the lovely medieval musicians had moved into the auditorium to rehearse. We usally work to the sountrack of baywatch, so it was a little bit of a culture shock. After lunch things calmed down, the carpet dried, the BBC people ran 2 miles for fun, the musicians I presume went off to their gig and we did our show fabulously cos we are like that. Bonkers day though!

Balls? What Balls?!

2006-05-21T12:08:00.000Z

We've been out partying and working vair hard, with no computers and mostly no civilization or washing machines, but the tour is going well, we are having fun, not enough sleep and plently of showbiz glamour etc.

So before my computer battery gets out here are the highlights...

Some Excellent shows, thanks to MrPhillipLoganBerry of the big fruit guild, a van that looks like a big gay explosion, just to make the tour more fun, lots and lots of interesting venues, going from no. 1 houses to sheds etc. seriously one venue we would have been pushed to get pigeon in. Twas a super hero effort but the show was ok in the end, even on half a rig and 6 subs and alot of concentration.
A sign on a Pizza shop saying free celery (really need to wear my glasses more) and a caravan being flipped over by 20 army boys on the motorway. What else.... oh yes, digs in Masfield were a bit 1984, but we coped. deffo a twilight zone venue. Today we are hurtling from billingham to swansea... Tour booking should only be given to people with atleast a D in GSCE geography.

2 weeks more of this and we are off with the shakespeare for another summer of mud and beer. Trying to get the old team together, with the addition of MrPhillipStrawberry who may regret saying yes!

To the pigeon people.... Come back soon, we miss you....

edit.... The wifi service station is playing bananarama. Long live the gays!

Moving swiftley on...

2006-04-29T10:27:00.000Z

Today is our last day at our producing house. Its been lovely - a very smooth week. The pub over the the road from the theatre has kept us fed and watered, The office has let me abuse their printer and laminator, and Front of house has kept me highly amused by their daily fire drill dance routine, which has to be seen to be believed. Long life FOH choreography. The office has given me more information than I have ever had in my brief history of kicking around the industry, I am taking this one out fully informed and equipped to deal with anything with my big cardboard box of papers. Tis all good. I'm happy bunny.

From here our next day off is my birthday, which is perfect timing, so thank you Mr Producer Sir! I shall wake up in my own bed after trodging back from Shrewsbury, so thankyou Mr M40 aswell.

Another Openin', Another Show... In Buxton, Wakefield and Billingham.

2006-04-27T11:13:00.000Z

We Opened, We are all stil in one piece, well, 6, but thats ok cos there are six of us. As performances go it was fairly uneventful, we opened late which I hate with a passion, but front of house were very good about it, and sorted out the problem very quickish. Sound still needs a poke with a big stick, but I think I am the only one that knows that so thats ok too.
The Producer is happy, I'm happy, and the cast will be. All in all fabbie biscuits.

Grandparents, High Impact Sports and Techs.

2006-04-26T01:00:00.000Z

My Grandma's hip has fallen out. She was indulging in the high impact sport of lawn bowling.
Dangerous apparently. She's fine, terrorizing the local hospital I would imagine, and about to come home and sit down for a few weeks I should think.
We shall send her postcards from every venue.
Lucky her!

Today was tech day. The main thing about techs is to keep everyone cheerful and relaxed and remembering to explain what is about to happen before it happens. We had a good one. Finished an hour earlier than planned. Pub time!

Opening Night Tomorrow. Apparently the press are coming. Never understood why producers think its a good idea to let the first time it happens in front of the motley public to be the version that is immortalised (or infamised) in the reading matter of the nation.

I've been on cans all day. I think it magically makes my sense of humour dryer. That could just be the company we keep though. Cupcake game tomorrow maybe.

Chilly Cheese Sauce, Remote control, and Branding.

2006-04-23T08:53:00.000Z

First of all - Lady Chat. We are selling quite fast, so please let me know when/where you care coming ASAP and I'll make sure you have tickets.
And yes, you can bring a friend!

~
Sauce. Now I think I'm getting more and more eccentric in my old age.... Nearly 26, and my obsession for chilli cheese sauce has got worse. I used to cope with friends in America sending me a jar, or people on tours there bringing some home for me. Recently I spent a stupid amount of money getting it shipped through an overseas buyer club, despite knowing two tours that are leaving this week for the US, AND I know that I will have chilli cheese sauce on tap when I start my Disney contract. So why the need for it... I have no idea. I'm definitely not pregnant, unless they have changed the rules and not told me about it, I'm definitely not mad, because I have managed to leave an inch in the bottom for the lovely riffraff to get us through next week, so it must be 'eccentricity' setting in. It is hereditary. Must be.
~
Remote Control. I can usually achieve anything, whether I am there or not. I am the sort of person that people ask for things because I have an amazing network of friends/family who are very capable, clever, talented and resourceful, and who I now will move heaven and earth for me, as I would for them. My latest challenge has got me 'bemused' to say the least. Here I am up in Derby, traveling up to Buxton today to start production week and on my list of things to do is to magic a hand carved topiary to a patio about 240 miles South. By Monday. Can we do it? Yes we can. Is it one of the most bizarre things We've done? Yes it is!
~
Branding. A factor in convincing myself that I'm turning into 'an English eccentric' is my new obsession with branding. I've bought clear labels which I'm going to print the tour/producer/contacts on in the right fonts and stick to EVERYTHING that comes out with us. I'd stick one on the van if we weren't changing it for one that we could actually fit the set in. Even the cue sheets will be branded. I think this is normal, the pm thinks I'm going overboard. Maybe I shall stick one on him.... Oh wait. I've already got Tshirts coming ;o)

Parting is such sweet sorrow...

2006-04-21T08:30:00.000Z

This evening my best friend in the entire world is flying out to Turkey to sing and dance his way through the summer months, returning the day after Hallowe'en, by which time I'm either going to be running Wicked, the Opera House or on a Big Floating Disney Park. Ok, only one of those seems likely, but as a wise person once said 'You gotta have a dream - or how ya gonna have a dream come tooo (or true... you gotta sing it in the right accent!) He has been my best friend, confidente, accomplice, playmate, colleague, rock, soulmate etc for the past 11 years, so although I am a Hugely proud bunny I'm gonna miss him lots and lots, and can't wait for my week in the sun with him after this tour, and to see what his company have been up to! I'm glad that we ended up in the same industry though... It does seem to make the world a smaller place.

Have a lovely lovely time babe, and I'll see you after Lady Chat and we can make panto plans! Where do you fancy this year?! have a good flight.
Gods Speed and Angel's Wings
Love you forever.
XXX

Mad as a hatter.

2006-04-20T21:39:00.000Z

Clatfart. What a delicious word. I think its going to be one of my new favourite things to say. We are nearly at 'Pish posh' time again, but not quite.
rehearsals today, much better.
Very productive and sharp as a pointy thing. S'all coming together I tell thee...

In other news I've added another link... Our lovely Technician for the tour has just started a blog of tour antics, and he's funnier than me... but says I'm lovely, so its
well worth a read!

The time sponsored by Accurist...

2006-04-19T22:01:00.000Z

One of the reasons that I am good at what I do is accuracy. In cues, lists, props, timings, conversation ~ whatever ~ It makes things easier, shows run smoother, teams are happier, and the end product is a piece of viable entertainment at the very least, and a great night out otherwise!
Today it feels like everything is conspiring against me to 'vagueify' my show. Props are appearing in the wrong time zone, sound cues are determined to be too long, and the rider is missing a section because of marketing indecisiveness (again through no fault of their own) Maybe we are doing the big fluffy marshmallow show, and nobody told me. Maybe its just one of those days. I am expecting great things tomorrow though! Its going to be razor sharp by tomorrow night... Just you wait and see!
*Puts on big magic theatre hat*

Eggstravagance

2006-04-17T16:31:00.000Z

Easter... a family occasion. Arriving home from rehearsals in Derby late Thursday night I went to bed and woke up to find a whole new level of disfunction hovering over the mothership. The home had to be prepared for an influx of people expection to be fed, chocolated, alcoholed and amused in a day... To leave a day spare of course. Theatre mentality hasn't broken through yet. It will. I'm working on it. So we scrubbed and cooked and cleaned and shopped and cooked some more and then I cooked beacause I hadn't done enough of that. The mentalist attitude of the weekend has been broken up by visits from good friends, who come bearing cupcakes, wit, and huggs, who sampled a lot of the cooking and decided it wasn't poisonous. (Thanks guys!) and then went away again, but only after rescuing me from my cream crisis!

Sunday THEY came... They ate, they drank. Lots. After several rounds of unenthusiastic I spy I took control (as I do) and decided that The Cupcake Game was the way forward. Much hilarity and bonkerness followed, so because we weren't silly enough I combined it with the 'this is a cabbage/dog/kite' game which lead to a discussion on fuel economy and resources and the invention of a perpetual motion machine... A cat (who always lands on its feet) sellotaped to buttered toast (that allways lands butter side down) It would spin for hours and we could harness the energy.

Far to much intellectual talk for one weekend... Back to rehearsals tomorrow.

Lady chatterley's lover...

2006-04-09T12:23:00.000Z

New Show, New Tour, New Friends... and of course some old ones thrown in for good measure...
Come and see it, we are opening in Buxton the end of the month, then UK tour.

Don't let the Pigeon Drive the bus,

2006-04-07T12:21:00.000Z

Answer the phone, or take the company out drinking the night before a show.

Its a show that does exactly what it says on the tin, yes folks, its an hour of not leting a giant blue pigeon drive a big foam bus. Very rock and roll and hardcore theatre art.

Three of us in the company... The Pigeon - producer/adapter/tour manager, The Bus Driver - Actor/Photographer extroadinaire/fab drinking buddy and yours truly, standing in for riff/raff the LX boi. We all get on very well, we go out together and have fun in manic places where everything closes at 12pm on a friday - Ponterdawe in particular so when we find a pub open past bedtime we make the most of it.

Having spent most of March on the road with Pigeon we were happy to settle for a small run in Poole. Lovely weather, by the sea, great theatre that knew their stuff. Twas a good week. lots of partying and shows and laughing.

Great company guys. Have a good time on the US tour... will be thinking of you!

And back to Oz.

2006-02-27T12:37:00.001Z

Friday was hubbie's birthday, So out came the party stock, and on saturday oz descended on Andiematts house, complete with yellow brick road, emrald city, BIG gay rainbow, and of course a half hour drag show where obviously Dorothy was played by the birthday boy, much to the good doc's amusement, and munchkins were socks, and I was a BIG SCARY LION!
The soundtrack stole the best bits from everywhere, and I think that that Tumbledry is having an 'identity crisis' after the scarecrow incident.
anyway... here is a picture taster, there will be more, I'm sure!

oh yes... did I mention there were cupcakes?!

Adventures in Brum...

2006-02-27T12:34:00.000Z

Had a lovely weekend in Brum with the BF crew, fabulous hotel, fabulous food, faboulous company. preachers were scared, Pizza hut was monopolied, and a smashing time was had by all.
There are photos... however gonna make you ask for em!

RIP

2006-02-27T12:29:00.000Z

Long time no post...
My laptop's hard drive has sadly passed on, so I have another one, however I am still rebiulding slowly but surely. So... back to the adventures of a live on the road, in the wings, and up the spout!

Return from Oz...

2006-01-10T13:40:00.000Z

I am home! spent the last ten days in heat waved Sydney, sharing New Years Eve with the special people in my world, a Cuban band, and the most amazing fireworks I have ever seen. The people, the clubs, the sunshine, the atmosphere... All the while the Sydney festical was happening around us, bring the best of arts and culture to the sunshine. The highlights of the week, The flying foxes in the Botanical gardens on the way back from Wind in the Willows, and the lovely Cleo Coupe (aka Trevor Ashley), the first drag queen to floor me with her singing!

More photos to come!

Its behind me!

2005-12-27T01:14:00.000Z

Panto... Its bizarre traditions, the elements that are the same year in year out, and the characters you work with that make it different. I love the magic, and the predictable chaos that reigns in theatres up and down the country, the rushed Christmas shopping between the shows, the 'red team' and the 'blue team' winging about the state the other dancers have left the dressing rooms in, the challenge of making a beanstalk grow, or making a pumpkin turn into a coach, not to mention inclusion of the livestock, be it Shetland Ponies, or an acrobatic cat!

For people that haven't grown up with this insane Christmas culture the spectacle is bemusing to say the least. My beautiful mermaid has never seen a panto before, and the fact that the leading boy was a girl, and the Mother was a man in a frock, not to mention the Audience participation, the songs and the fact that everything was behind them is of course needing an explanation... I stuck with the tried and tested 'BUT ITS A PANTO' response, however, there are still questions, and I can't wait until next year, all the same jokes, and traits in a different fairy tale!

Getting hitched...

2005-12-11T23:49:00.000Z

Civil Partnerships... We are meant to be over the moon about them aren't we. I'm still not sure quite how I feel about them. Gay marriage... Do those two words jar for everyone or is it just me...

For some reason I don't like the notion, weddings/marriage for me are for a boy and a girl and a church. From the state/legal point of view, paperwork is easier, as well as the whole inheritance tax thing, which is great, but does signing the register make invalid any personal commitment that has previously taken place, as in going for the whole ceremony?

Personally I love with my heart and my soul and all of the world and universe, does this change when I sign a bit of paper, no. Its just doing something that should be in place already. However, if we are seeing it as a marriage its making more of a commitment that as far as we are concerned I have already made, so have I not been as committed or not as loving as I'm going to be in the future? Surely that is more discrimatory than was intended. Or are we just being ungrateful, equality has been granted, but what kind of a state is that in the first place...

I could rant and rant and still not be sure what I feel. All I know is that I love more and more every hour of every day, and a bit of paper won't reinforce that or disband that, however the added security if anything happened to me is worth the peace of mind, after all, I love her.

Green shield stamps...

2005-12-11T23:30:00.000Z

So my latest run has come to an end, the team was lovely and the green shield stamps were plentiful, with apologies and respect to my brothers printer who unfortunately met its maker printing the stamps.
So what next I hear you cry...
Panto!

Jack

& the

Beanstalk!

Details and listings

found here...
Tight Fit Theatre

Ooooooooooooooh, BANG! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

2005-11-06T11:12:00.000Z

Bonfire Night again, and also my cousins birthday... traditions of bonfire potatoes, mulled wine and shivvvvvvvvvvvvvvvering outside in the cold while the obligatory rockets stick snaps, and we jump out of our skin, Catherine Wheels that spin off the nail in the rotting fence and swizzle towards us cowering on the patio, and the 11 o'clock curfew that means we rush all the noisy ones! We got through 40 sparklers, which was a miracle as each one took about a year to light, however they were worth it, there is something sooooo magical about sparklers. I could watch them for ages.
We got a cheer last night for one of the rockets... it was a BIG bang though. I think about all the people that went to Ally Pally last night for safe organised fun. I'm sure they had fun.

But I had more!

Families...

2005-11-03T11:25:00.000Z

In the past week or so I have been lucky enough to be a part of lots of families... Families of all kinds, My Dad, my brother, obviously, who I am so proud of, the theatre company I have been touring with all week, who have to have a sense of humour touring shows about pigeons and busses in a an ebay £300 BT van which runs on will power and Haribo (or was that just us?!), doing two shows a day to sell out audiences of small children that love it so much they run on stage to be part of the action, and they get dragged kicking and screaming out of the theatres by cross mothers, Then putting the show back in the van to drive miles to whatever b&b we sleep in, The Guid Sisters mob, Wonderful talented young people learning that maybe showbiz isn't as glam as they firs thought, but who are loving it anyway, the lovely people that live in my house, the wine drinkers and the bathroom excavators that noticed the hairbands on the loo before noticing the new shower curtain and the new bath mat, but put hooks up for our puffs. And of course wonderful new shiny parents with a new family of small cats and a small baby, who is beautiful and loved and will make an excellent family even better, A family I have know for nearly 15 years and have grown with and still get teased by. And after that week I came home to a party with my closest most wonderful friends, who I love the world and a shiny penny. The families that have chosen me to be a part of, the families that I am privilaged to be a part of. My families ~ I love you all!

Ding dong... All change...

2005-10-31T17:59:00.000Z

Ive changed Jobs, Moved to London, now Live with 5 fabulous people in crazy houseshare, we get on great - as with all things it could have been a nightmare, but as always I have fallen on my feet!

I have students during the day and shows during the evening, I can work late and come home and don't have anything hanging over me, which makes a wonderful change.

I get to see my friends, meet fantastic people, and keep up with whats going on...

Ask me if I'm happpy.... Yes I am!

Or would thou give me wings to fly....

2005-09-14T15:43:00.000Z

The water is wide,

I can't cross o’er

Or would thou give me wings to fly....

Give me a boat that can carry two

And I shall row my love & I

Over the past few days I've been thinking (yes, it does hurt) about wings. I came across this article. So the reverse of this... Can I create a nueral map of extra limbs (wings) without actually being there - like the reverse of phantom limb syndrome. I have always imagined myself with Wings, huge, strong, white, feathery ones, to carry me and the people I love through. If I can create them and really feel them I can fly to the stars.

Dr Joe Rosen is not a quack. He works at the acclaimed Dartmouth Medical Centre, and has been a scientific advisor to Nasa. He is fond of making statements such as: "Human wings will be here. Mark my words." He believes in all seriousness that within five years he will be able to graft wings on to a human being's body. This is possible because our brains adapt to create neural maps for new body parts. When we have a limb amputated, our neural map of that limb gradually fades away; and if we gain a body part, our neural map expands accordingly. "If I were to give you wings, you would develop, literally, a winged brain. Our bodies change our brains, and our brains are infinitely mouldable," Rosen has said. Surgical techniques already in existence can be used to stretch torso fat and rejig rib bones to create a wing. Although no human would be able to fly, they would resemble angels and have full sensation in their new hanging, boned flaps of flesh. Rosen has designed blueprints. This is the new world of radical plastic surgery, where Rosen is Moses. He would not be content to settle merely for wings either. He has been working on cochlear implants to enhance human hearing (a procedure which the US military has shown interest in, raising as it does the prospect of super-human soldiers), and even tails. In a conference speech last year, Rosen asked: "Why do we only value the average? Why are plastic surgeons dedicated only to restoring our current notions of the conventional, as opposed to letting people explore, if they want, the possibilities?" He says it is only our "Judaeo-Christian conservatism" that is holding us back. If the medical-ethics board allowed it, Rosen insists he would carry out these procedures. And, as the case of Severino Antinori, the Italian doctor hell-bent on cloning a human, shows, once the technology and the will to experiment exist, it is very hard for even the most overwhelming ethical qualms to block these actions. Sooner or later, Rosen's plans will be put into action: just like the mouse with an ear on his back, one day soon a winged human will force us to re-examine the fundamentals of human life.

Tears & sunflowers.

2005-09-11T19:24:00.000Z

4 years ago the world fell apart. I could write a very emotional post. I won't.Mum, I love you so much and you will always be in my heart.

The world is a lesser place without you.

I miss you.

Some People!!!!

2005-09-06T22:12:00.000Z

I'm just before ranting... I'm not going to though. I'm annoyed and hurt and probably fairly pmtish, Do you find once something has been said then everything else after that that could be overlooked is a HUGE problem? I think I'm loosing my patience - or tolerance.

Somethings are SO awful to say and some people have no idea how hurtful they can be. Alot of us have made some very hard journeys to get to where we are in our lives, alot much more than me. I will fight to the death for the people that I love to be who they are.

In a show of male bravado, and unknowing one of these precious journeys was invalidated. Now everything said drives me mad. Would I be so worked up by other actions now if this hadn't happened?

Where do we go from here? Where can we go from here?

The next show.....

2005-08-26T17:55:00.000Z

1st-24th September, GBS Theatre, 7.45pm
Aorta presents the British Premiere of
'Serenading Louie'
by Lanford Wilson

Set in suburban Chicago in 1970, two couples pursue the 'American Dream'. Confronted with their own isolation, deceit and self-delusion their story unfolds, exposing the broken realities that lie beneath the mask of success. Challenging our complacency, this rarely performed chamber piece by one of America's great twentieth century playwrights is unnerving in its domestic tragedy, a story that remains cruelly relevant today.

Real life...and midget porn.

2005-08-24T18:19:00.000Z

Is me going to work in the office real life... or is me doing shows real life...I know its all showbiz, but there is alot to be said about the doing. What is my natural state... in an office in a suit doing deals to make the next big thing in entertainment, devising new and innovative theatre, or wearing combats up ladders doing the doing, getting smelly and knowing that its there cos I put it there. I moan when I'm out, I moan when I'm in.....

Isn't it Ironic... don't you think?!

Im home....

2005-08-22T17:56:00.000Z

Well what a summer... Its been good, its been bad, its been ugly, but we have created some amazing theatre and I have met some of the most brilliant people in the industry. We are a team, we bonded, we felt the love (and often each other) Our characters were built, as was the set... repeatedly, and no... they don't just slot together! our diet coke was drunk, and our show went up everytime.

Some days there was petrol in the diesel van, Somedays there was no food, Somedays there were 17 of us in a flat that sleeps six.... and a glass shower. Last week I lived in an (alledgedy) haunted studio theatre with a wonderful guy who kept me sane... no hot water, sometimes no water!

We got 5 stars and pick of the week in Edinburgh. Reviews have been constantly amazing. My hair was pink.

To the team... you made my summer, Superman... I have sooo much respect for everything you say and do, thankyou for being my sanity (and hubby -if I marry a boy it will be one like you!). Hooooooo... thank you for the grouse! you are Wicked! My fav wench... your smile, your breasts, (what breasts!) you're wonderful!

Everyone else... I'm so proud of us, I never thought I'd say this but I wish I was still on tour with you!

dates....

2005-05-28T15:06:00.000Z

ok, this is where I am when...

Let me know where you are and I shall find you!
those of you on tour aswell let me know, cos although the chances that venues will put two shows on are small we may meet traveling, and let me know who is gonna be at the Edinfest, I wanto see all of the shows this year!

twelfth night
or what you will
by william Shakespeare
Adapted and performed by
the original theatre company

Directed by: Alastair Whatley
Designed by: George Heyworth

Box office:-
Ticket web: 08700 600 100
www.ticketweb.co.uk

alternatively booking details can be found on www.originaltheatre.com

27/06/05 Magna Carta Arts Centre
29/06/05 Dovedon Hall, Bury St. Edmunds.
01/07 - 03/07/05 Abbey Gardens, Bury St Edmunds.
04/07 - 05/07/05 Joseph Rowntree Theatre, York
09/07 - 11/07/05 Burgess Hill School, West Sussex.
12/07/2005 Accrington Stanley
13/07 - 14/07/05 The Lyric, Hammersmith
15/07/05 Langton House.
16/07 - 17/07/05 Duloe Manor, Cornwall.
19/07/05 Sibton Park, Kent.
20/07/05 Kitley House Hotel, Devon.
21/07/05 St Brides Castle, Pembrokeshire.
22/07 - 24/07/05 The Bonnington Theatre
25/07 - 26/07/2005 The Crescent Theatre
29/07 - 30/07/05 Henllys Hall, Anglessy.
30/07/05 Lamport Hall, Northants.
02/08 - 03/08/05 Braithwaite, Lake District.
04/08/05 Askrigg, Yorkshire.
07/08 - 12/08/05 C Venues Clerk Street, Edinburgh Festival
06/08 Tigh Mor Trossachs, Scotland
15/08 - 21/08/05 South Hill Park Arts Centre.

for 11 days...

2005-05-25T15:00:00.000Z

So... a bit about my new show then..... (pinched st8 from press release)

For 11 days there was nothing. But then...
AN original SHAKESPEARE PRODUCTION READY TO SET THE SUMMER ALIGHT!

An innovative group of young professionals are prepared to go to any lengths to bring Shakespeare to the people this summer. the original theatre company is a new exciting venture set to take Shakespeare's Twelfth Night to an impressive selection of over 20 UK venues this summer culminating in their debut at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival.

This venture aims to take contemporary performances into a diverse mix of interesting and accessible spaces around the country. From country houses to football stadiums with theatres, with hotels and schools in between, this company will perform anywhere to bring their show to the people. Venues for the forthcoming tour include The Lyric Theatre, Hammersmith, South Hill Park Arts Centre, Accrington Stanley Football club & C Electric in Edinburgh.

All members of the company are bracing themselves to sleep in cars and tents for the 10 week tour in order that they bring their own style of theatrical magic to the nation. Although unsurprisingly not everybody was immediately taken with the idea of sleeping rough. According to Stage Manager, Russell Clark, who was charged with broaching the subject with the company...

"Some of the actors were understandably cautious to begin with, but promises of unlimited hot chocolate and camp fires won them round!"

The company's emphasis is on producing entertaining and challenging theatre outside of expensive West End or regional theatres, from which people often feel out-priced. The forthcoming production of Twelfth Night involves eleven professional actors who will be hoping to bring out the darker elements of what is usually considered to be Shakespeare's most riotous comedy.

"We believe that theatre is not a passive form of entertainment"

Says Alastair Whatley - creative director and founder of the original theatre company.

"It is important that we can take Shakespeare, as well as new drama, into people's lives outside of pricey theatres. We want to offer an alternative to the cinema; theatre is live, exciting, provoking and, primarily, entertaining."

The classic tale of mistaken identity, lust, unrequited love and cruel deceit is by turns uproariously funny and bitingly sad; it is a story that speaks of chances missed, roads not taken and love - In all its guises that governs everyone from the most powerful Duke to the self righteous Malvolio.

Under the capable direction of Alastair Whatley, Twelfth Night is translated into the topsy turvy, upstairs downstairs Edwardian world. Set in the decaying yet decadent world of a crumbling British European outpost this performance is going to delight the audience with a classic and original production, contrasting the epic with the personal, the grief with the laughter.

‘Why, this is very midsummer madness’
William Shakespeare

new job....

2005-05-19T14:54:00.000Z

From deciding on sunday night and sending out a mass off cvs I had two interviews lined up by lunchtime on monday, two interviews later I have two job offers and a big decision to make.

so... Do I do the more lucrative job in London, with a new young company who are very serious about their acting and tragedy and dark theatre...

or

Do I go on tour with a new shiny company with no dosh but smiling faces and a shakespeare script that is going to play in football stadiums.

I think thats a forgone conclusion.

2005-05-17T21:01:00.000Z

I was going to send a long perky catch up post today, Ive had a good fortnight, those of you who know what i have been upto thankyou for making it special and loving me lots, those that don't well rest assured, I had a great time and am now ready and equipped to face my 25th year!

So instead of rambling about days in days out I hail to Kylie... Bow down to her honesty and wish her courage and hope and alot of love for the journey ahead of her. We all know its a tough one, but her character and positive attitude will see her through. Most of all I wish her strength.

~To Kylie~

Lions' Hearts and Angels' Wings.

XXX

5 go to Brighton

2005-05-03T12:41:00.000Z

You would think that we had all grown out of our Blytonesque gingerbeer swilling impromptu outings by now wouldn't you?! nope...chatting to Hubby before lunch, he only had sausages *cue jokes* in his fridge and I needed a jolly jaunt we decided to picnic... Where shall we go he asked... To the SEASIDE I said and started to ping around (no cackling this time!) so one freshly made lasagne, and two phonecalls later Andiematt and Hubby arrived at mine to await Tumbledry in hys lean mean silver machine. We waited. We drunk tea. We chatted. We were proud. Tumbledry had made a whole lasagne all by hymself. Slynky Sylver pulled into the driveway... we bundled in. Yes. In the smallest car we have between us. 5 of us. And a lovely honey bee in the back that wanted to jollyjaunt with us. Eventually we released him back out into the wild, only after an hour and ate Pease Pottage services *cue more jokes* an hour after that we pealed ourselves out of the car at Brighton Beach. The Sun was shining the sea was soggy, the beach was crowded with beautiful people. Our marrieds went on the big bungy trampolines, We filled Tumbledry's shoes with stones, and threw them at hym. We filled Andypandys bag with rocks and she didn't notice. We went on rides on the beach. We went on the log flume. Hubby had extra ammo. Hubby didn't think I was wet enough so emptied a bottle of water over me. I stripped off on the beach cos my vest was soaked and frightened the people on the ride behind. We ate donuts. We went on carousels while the sun was setting, We had dinner in the Lanes, We met Kitten, we talked we bundled all 5 of us - minus small stripy passengers and trundled home. It was a fantastic day out and I hope we never grow up.

sunday sunday.....

2005-05-01T13:28:00.000Z

Last night we had a lovely dinner at AndieMatts, sparkling conversation, delicious food, honey free deserts. I'm so lucky to have such lovely people (spying a theme here) but seriously guys. Its you that really make the difference.

People that make the world better...

2005-04-28T13:25:00.000Z

Ive just got back in form a lovely night out with one of my friends. Shes a fantastic singer, but is having issues with exes and stalking and general life so we decided we would put the world right. We laughed, we ranted, we ate cold chinese food at the kovely buffet and we eyed people up. this is the way that all evenings shoulod be spent!!! roll on the next one!

2005-04-26T11:15:00.000Z

Lying on the floor having bark spat at us. on the glamour!

Donkey!

2005-04-26T11:14:00.000Z

Heres lookin at you!

Joseph...

2005-04-26T09:49:00.000Z

We went to see Joseph, It was surprisingly good. Now this is the question... was I expecting it to be AWWWFUL so I was pleasantly surprised, or was It just a good fun show? Obviously there are elements that could have (and should have) been smoother, but the production was fun, fast paced and a good giggle. The star has to be The Narrator, hubby went to LSMT with her and we are all chuffed that she was the first into the West End from that year. (In fact alot of the cast were lsmt grads, so there we go!) There Is hope yet! And, maybe even hope for theatre. Which is good because I can't really do anything else!

Firewalls...

2005-04-25T14:01:00.000Z

Right then... this should be the last time that happens!

So....

The shows... All went well I'm pleased to say... still a little red tape surrounding Psychosis but The Bouncer is Writing Letters and he always Gets What He Wants.

The life.... ok, meeting beautiful people, loving beautiful people and getting my fingers burnt but keep going back for more... haven't learnt yet.

The glamour... my birthday bash is coming up... details to follow! (and yes... you are all coming!)

I'm back!!!

2005-04-08T14:50:00.000Z

Hey guys I'm back... glitch in my security settings meant I couldnt post but hoping *fingers crossed* that its fixed now!

NEW NEWS

Proof, an amazing show directed by my small spanish mermaid hits the Soho theatre on Monday night, come along and support us, and maybe learn a bit more about putting big shows into little spaces!
I'm operating follow spot for BTG festval play, directed by Bouncer... YT won last year and I personally think that this guy will keep it. He is mega talented and the show is very good. 4.48 Psychosis - so keep your ears to the ground. First date is the 16th at Chalfont.

NOT SO NEW NEWS

The Importance of Being Ernest was a huge hit! We were so proud of the team, YT rocks and always make me feel so welome, even though I'm sure i just come back and be bossy! but thanks guys. Always a place in my heart.
After show parties at YT rock. i have never as played by me and Bouncer... I think we shocked the membership....! Kids aren't what they were!

HAPPY EASTER!!!! so much chocolate!

2005-03-27T22:02:00.000Z

What a lovely day... my family are hilarious as usal and ive been playing with lil bro too!
hubby has gone up to yorkshire to bond with the inlaws leaving me with two cats who dont really wanto be fed and are determined to starve in his absence. I coax them I cajole them so will see if that worked tomorrow.
I'm making loads of lovely new mates on a new forum.... lots of fun and frolicks and lovely lovely people. its great!
anyway... sorry I desert you lot....
I promise to do better!!!!!
XXXXXX

Shows!

2005-03-20T21:51:00.000Z

I've Just had the longest production meeting in the history of the world, but It was good... Inow have a good show a good script a great design and a director with lots of ideas.... now all I need is an invester.... ! but I must say I am a very happy sharon!

Other news is brewing.... but I'm not at liberty to say.... YET!