Well Dear Reader, at last a chance to draw breath and have a much deserved day off!!
The theatricals went brilliantly and we were heaped with much praise for ‘Cash on Delivery’ which was probably the most bonkers thing I have ever been in.
This was us in all of our 70s splendour
It was a farce so we had the obligatory undertaker, man dressed up as a woman and plenty of ‘being hit in the face by a door’ moments. It was a great show to do and apparently, according to pretty much everyone who came to see it, a riot to watch!
Apart from that and going to work in between times, I have done precisely nothing – haven’t had time really. TG is off for a trip away with the boys till Friday so I plan evenings of crap telly, long baths, a small glass of something and no snoring! Bliss!
On the house across the way front, we have already had two bookings – woo hoo!! My brother and his family stayed in it over the weekend and pronounced it most comfortable. Despite the pretty much incessant rain the field behind the house is a fabulous yellow and the SBG asked me if it had been painted – bless her!
There is a little breathing space now, until we begin rehearsals for Calendar Girls in about 3 weeks time. I need to lose a significant amount of blubber and am seriously considering liposuction as a last resort…..the diet begins tomorrow!!
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Well Dear Reader. I’ve only been and gone and got one of the lead parts in Calendar Girls, to be performed in Cowes in September. I’ve got the part of Annie – or for those who are familiar with the film – the Julie Walters part. To say that I am chuffed is an understatement because there were more ladies auditioning that night than I’ve ever seen for any production I’ve done here. My good friend and fellow thesp Mrs G will be mostly being Chris (or Helen Mirren). We’ve been in lots of stuff together and we’ll have a blast! Nothing will kick off for a few months but the director now has who he wants and it’ll be more than exciting when it all does.
The diet begins today :0)
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Oh for heaven’s sake Dear Reader. 2012 is dashing by at the same speed as the past year did and not a blog entry to be found!
In no particular order – a small update.
Theatricals are taking centre stage (see what I did there) at the moment. Currently in rehearsal is ‘Cash on Delivery’ – a very funny farce with lots of cross dressing, being knocked out by doors and ‘in one door and out the other’ moments to keep the audience amused. Next on the agenda for February (one night only) is The Vagina Monologues which we are performing once more in aid of the Island Women’s Refuge. We had SUCH a laugh doing this last year and it was so successful as a fundraiser that it was decided to wheel us out again this year, vajazzles and all! And lastly there are auditions next week for Calendar Girls to be performed in September in Cowes. Whilst being somewhat dubious about the stripping off thing and needing to lose
half my body weight at least a stone, I am going to go along and see if I’m successful. Watch this space.
Apart from that, the Smallest Baby Boy is one on Friday and has just taken his first steps (he is a lazy little git) and he and the SBG are coming for a sleepover with Nanny and Pops at the weekend. Whilst this fills me with joy, it also fills me with dread as you can’t take your eyes off the SBB for a nanosecond otherwise he’s on / in / under or behind something. Either that or he’s jamming something totally unsuitable (including parts of the cat) down his throat – parcel tape is currently looking like the best option…..
Apart from all that, there has been gardening – well why not as it’s so flippin’ mild and a few undercover projects on the go to be revealed in due course…
These are busy but exciting times, Dear Reader and I shall update soonest. I may meet myself coming back (as my Nan used to say)…
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Well Dear Reader, today is my final day at my job of seven years (well this morning is if we’re being pedantic). And how do I feel? Well very oddly I feel nothing much. It’s sad to be leaving friends, but then I can come and see them anytime, it’s sad to be leaving clients but they’ll survive and it’s sad to be leaving the person whom I’ve worked for for all this time, but he seems entirely unperturbed by the situation so maybe it’s all for the best. I didn’t expect to be heartbroken but neither did I expect to feel this nothingness…very strange. I am also doing my last shift at the pub on Sunday and I’m looking forward to having my weekends back more than anything else. The Other Child has Sunday lunches and sleepovers for the Smallest Baby Girl planned and that may be just what the doctor ordered as it look as though TG is about to disappear for months on end – to South Africa this time. It’ll be London for a few weeks, then SA, back for Christmas and then gone until June…we’ve got so out of the habit of his being away that I think it’ll be tough. Mind you I’ll be busy trying to find all the ships that I’ve sent God knows where in my new job so that’ll keep me out of mischief!
Next week is a much needed week off. Not that it’s going to be quiet with our play that opens on Thursday (with endless rehearsal in between as we have one of our actors who doesn’t know their lines…and before you ask, no it isn’t me) – it’s called ‘So What do we do About Henry’, a gentle little meander of a comedy which is set in Cornwall (I have the world’s dodgiest accent) and in which I play the leading man’s slightly nymphomanic girlfriend. No comments please! Thankfully I am only required to have a brief nano second of semi nudity because, if I’m being honest, the diet went south quite some time ago and the muffin top has grown at an alarming rate!
I also plan much making of stuff for Christmas next week. I have three cushions on order, things to finish for Christmas fairs and jar tops to cut out. I have just finished a fantastic (even if I do say so myself) selvedge cushion which is in my MISI shop. I couldn’t decide whether to keep it or sell it as it’s so lovely. Sadly the photos don’t so it justice as the weather is awful and there isn’t much good natural light but anyway…
So that’s me. Things to do, lunches to have, lines to learn, and one more day to go. Have a good weekend Dear Reader.
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Gosh!! That was a weekend and a half what with plays, work and the usual domestic bliss obligations. The play went really, really well – 2 full houses out of 3 and very appreciative audiences. Not half bad for a theatre company which only advertises in its own locale. It was great fun to do, but I must admit, I’m glad to have my life back after being out every night last week between Saturday and last night. I have forgotten what The Child looks like and TG and I have become ships that pass in the night…but I did have a day off on Friday (yes a weekday!!!).
We went for a walk up on Brighstone Down which has some of the most spectacular views of Freshwater bay
The Island has a chalky ‘spine’ and you can see this in the white paths that criss cross the fields right down to the chalk cliffs at Freshwater. It was a spectacular walk and it just makes you feel good to breathe the air and stretch your legs sometimes. It also gave TG and I time to catch up, sit down and have an unrushed lunch and then repair home to see the Smallest Baby Girl who I swear has grown since I last saw her.
Whilst we were on our travels we met these fine fellows (and yes the evidence was all to obvious that they were indeed fellows)
They were very friendly, if a touch stinky.
This week will be catching up with all the stuff that got neglected last week including some making and doing. But more of that in the next day or two.
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Well dear Reader, the night is upon us. Tonight the Bembridge Little Theatre Company will open with ‘Pull the Other One’. We have had two reasonably successful dress rehearsals with random ‘audience’ members who laughed in the right places and oohed at the correct moments when an ooh was necessary. There were a few slip ups – an opened door with an ‘oops sorry’ as it was a page too early and quite a lot of me being unable to get my words out *note to self SLOW DOWN!
Anyway, this is us, the motley cast
For those who don’t know, that’s me in the stripes (which do very little for my chest!). Now, the observant amongst you might notice that a couple of the men appear to have little or no clothes on . This is farce luvvie and this particular one centres around clothes – or rather lack of them. So hopefully that’s cleared that one up then. We also have the requisite vicar as all good farces should – he’s called Reverend Nookey – enough said! So off we shall go tonight and with a bit of luck and a forwarding wind all will be well. I’ll let you know…
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This is the set for the play that I’m in and which opens on Thursday (yikes!).
(The lady on the right of the picture is not me but the person playing my mother with much padding and minus a very fetching grey wig!)
The play is a farce set in the 60s called ‘Pull the Other One’ and in true farce style is full of double entendres, misunderstandings and plenty of in one door, out the other scenes. It’s an amusing piece and probably eminently suitable for the aged audience at Bembridge where it’s going to be on. I am playing Muriel a northern lass, recently married to the lovely Albert but with a ferocious mother by the name of Boadecia Heptinstall. The plot centres around some photographs, nude modelling and a newspaper headline. Great fun. And do I know my lines? Well yes after a fashion and with heavy reliance of paraphrasing…it’ll be alright on the night.
So, that is going to consume much of the next week with dress rehearsals and then performances on Thursday, Friday and Saturday. In amongst the working and rehearsing weekend a very jet lagged TG returned to the fold with lips primed. He was completely knackered not just with the travelling but also with the stress of the job going south and he spent most of Sunday noddling on the sofa whilst watching wall to wall sport…I knew there was a reason why Mexico seemed like a good idea at the time. There seems to be other work around so I’m sure he won’t be back for long before he jets off again. We had a nice walk on Saturday afternoon and he said how nice it was to breathe fresh air and see the greenery and the sea. You never really appreciate these things till you go away do you?
We are so lucky to live where we do and really everything that you need in terms of countryside is here – the sea, the downs, fabulous walks and breathtaking scenery. I tried taking some pictures of it all but it was a bit dark when I took them so I’ll save that for another day. Anyway, suffice to say, it’s great to have him home even if it is only for a week or so before he disappears again. I shall be making the most of it!
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Last night was a very important one for us amateur thesps here on the sunny Isle – the County Press Amateur Theatre Awards. Now these awards are highly coveted, contentious (they are the choice of one man) and if you are in the right frame of mind, a bloody good laugh. Last night was no exception and I attended with my most excellent friends Mr S and Mrs G who were nominated for an award but didn’t win – that being the travesty of the night! Apart from the impressing your peers bit, it’s a great evening for catching up with people you haven’t seen for ages, bitching about the nominees, having a drink or six and planning for next year. The odd thing about last night was that there was very little preening, not so much me, me, me as there has been in previous years and apart from one speech in which a young man declared that he deserved his award ‘ because I put the most work in’ (which drew much laughter from the audience) there wasn’t the all pervading sense of self importance that sometimes overshadows these events. There is a school of thought that says that perhaps one has to be a tad self important to get up on the stage to begin with, but the jury is still out on that one.
This got me thinking about self importance and what a really quite cringe makingly awful thing it is in reality. Having been brought up in a family that was firmly entrenched in tv and film as a profession and eventually marrying a film technician, I am no stranger to ‘famous’ people being part of the conversation and have met a few along the way. However, with the exception of my Mother, who on occasion can be a bit luvvieish, they never made a big deal of what they did. In fact, my husband positively played it down. So maybe that is why when I read a piece recently bemoaning self importance it made me snort with derision (I’ve always wanted to use that phrase). This particular person spends his whole time both in conversation and in print telling his ‘fans’ (that’s what he calls them) how popular he is, who he has been to lunch / dinner with and how he has been responsible for elevating the careers of many (did talent not come into it then?). I have observed him first hand littering his conversation with dropped names and stories in which he is feted and praised and in the end it all became rather boring. The funny thing is though, he just doesn’t see it in himself and I found it rather sad that his whole life is taken up with trying to be impressive. I suppose, amongst our peers, we all want to be seen as being important to a degree, but I think that the trick is knowing where to stop. We all love a gossip and a story and unless you’ve had a thrill bypass, meeting someone well known is exciting, but not in EVERY conversation please. A little humility is a far more attractive thing.
It could be said that this blogging thing could have the self important label attached and I know, because I’ve been told, that there are those out there who really don’t understand why people would want to write about themselves and understand even less why others would want to read it. For me it’s the cathartic thing, getting my thoughts out of my head and onto here. I don’t expect anyone to read it, I don’t expect everyone to understand or agree with my views and I don’t expect praise for it. It’s a useful tool to straighten my head out sometimes and if there are those out there who find it amusing, annoying or whatever then that’s fine with me. I had a great evening last night with friends, banter and not a hint of self importance..and that’s exactly how it should be.
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