Some irritating git is playing music from their phone on the train. I'm tempted to play the Hamilton soundtrack full blast. But then I remembered I'm a grumpy thesp and I don't own the Hamilton sound track...Jesus Christ Superstar it is then.
It's that time of year where every actor going back on tour explains to all the others just why their Panto was the best. If you are really lucky they will explain and even act out some of the hilarious gags .
The theatrical landlady is the fastest creature on earth. They can make it from the digs to the theatre in 10 minutes apparently. It takes the rest of us 25.
The onstage freeze is wonderful theatrical device. It allows a moment for a character to step forward and move the story along. It's visually pleasing and incredibly effective. Unless you're the one doing it. Then you just feel like a twat.
Can't believe it's been a year...ONE WHOLE YEAR..! TWELVE BLESSED MONTHS..! Since my Facebook timeline was infested with pics of kids in shiny shoes and school uniforms, standing next to a fireplace. I'm off to the pub.
Have you noticed that resident directors are always overly enthusiastic when they give notes. Yet the person receiving the note always has the look of someone who's finger has gone through the paper.
I tried for one of those bows tonight where I look exhausted and then give a kind of face to the audience as if to say ' wow that was tough, but I made it' while at the same time looking thankful for the applause. I just ended up looking like a twat.