The only thing I have done today is I go to the shop and buy £10 I can’t afford on chocolate, sweets and carbs.
I don’t know how I’m going to get through these next two months.
I saw A View From the Bridge last night. It was superb. Van Hove’s direction was as incredible as ever, the design was fantastic and the acting was all around excellent. Nicola Walker was so wonderful. I then snuck into the Press Night party, where I said well done to her, in passing and saw her chatting to the guy who played Mace.
And all this was entirely last minute as a friend called with a spare ticket about 20 minutes before it opened.
What a lovely evening.Oh wait, did I not mention the FREE WINE.
STOP HAVING FEELINGS HOLLY. IT IS INCONVENIENT.
Someone wrote a review for the play I directed. And it’s fine. But try saw the first night when it was shaky and there was a massive fuck off pause because something went wrong backstage. So it sounds really amateur and shitty and it wasn’t. Wah.
I am being over hard because I am on a down mood and am over tired.
I’ve directed a play for Women’s History Month.
It’s on TODAY, TOMORROW AND SATURDAY in Central London. It’s based on Euripedes’ Trojan Woman and is part modernisation, part car crash. It’s got some bloody great roles for women and it features all your greek faves; mad Cassandra, Hecuba, Andromache, Polyxena and of course Helen. Plus bonus “sub text” lesbians who actually kiss on stage. If you like classics, theatre, feminism or any combination of those things, you should come check it out.
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