Yet more drama

No, not drama of the plate smashing, "Where were you last night?" kind, but of the thespianic variety.

The drama group of which I'm a member has a juniors wing, and they were putting on a play reading of Invisible Friends by Mr Alan Ayckbourn. I was roped in to do the lights, having once sat nervously in front of the lighting board for a full production of the kids before. Didn't have much idea what I was doing then, and less this time as the show was the first visit I'd made.

But it was an informal occasion, and all hiccoughs and things were part of the fun. The children were amazing, and only had a couple of rehearsals. The director is a genius at drawing mature performances out of people who can have very little idea of what is required. Though some of them seem to have such finely honed instincts for comedy, it's quite amazing.

Play rehearsal tomorrow night for 12th Night. I'm pre-booked for the next play as well - Caucasian Chalk Circle. My inflated ego for having been asked to do that even without auditioning was punctured somewhat when the co-director said, "Yes, we're asking any men under 40 and with a pulse."

There's a lesson there lads - am-dram. Women out-number the men every time.

I hardly seem to have planted my feet in the flat this week. Was in terror of being marooned in Surrey last night when I went to celebrate a friend's wedding. Congrats to Lucy and Shacks! But why Bentley? I find leaving Zone 3 of the underground traumatic enough! Bentley!!

Our taxi driver failed to pick us up for the last Bentley to London train, so we had to hijack another cab and pay him double to desert his fare so that we could catch the last train from Farnham, the next village.

By the time we were back, the tube had packed in for the night. Yes, London - the 12 hour society. Do come. So I pitched into bed at 2am having travelled back on the 76 bus. Then up at 9 this morn to meet friends.

My new piece of web-space may get some use as friend has announced that he wants to set up a site. Watch this space - I'm going to bed.