From one hallowed turf to another...We are in Peterborough. It is just a little bit cold. Our production office is kind of like a static home but worse. It sits at the back of the theatre and has wooden decking walls and frosted glass windows. And the carpet is red with musical notes and happy/sad theatre faces. Am I weird if I quite like it?We didn't have many people in the audience last night but strangely it was our most vocal audience to date. One woman seemed intent on making as much noise as possible which made for an interesting show for all. No-one was quite sure how to deal with it but, bieng absolute professionals the actors made it through the show. Daragh was able to meet said woman after the show. Apparentley she had possibly had a little too much to drink but she said she loved it. I'm glad.
When I have a little more time and internet connection I shall upload another blog detailing our last few nights in
When I have a little more time and internet connection I shall upload another blog detailing our last few nights in
Swansea. And what nights they were. We partied and played, worked and worked and all in all had a great time.
See you then.
(This is a picture of Peterborough Cathedral, which is nice. Alongside the cathedral you can also see MEG JONE and PAUL WESTWOOD fannying about)
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