The shopping dog
Chained to the rail
Whilst his master
Indulges retail
Lifting from shelves
Their daily board
Whilst their hound stays lonely
And ignored
People pass
And lift their gaze
The dog remembers
His halcyon days
Bounding through parks
Chasing balls
Lying on shag pile
Licking balls
But now the dog
Exiled from the store
Doesnt feel quite
So lucky no more
And so he barks
And wags his tail
Stands on two feet
His efforts fail
He whinneys and wimpers
Snarls and growls
Inciting no favour
Only scowls
So what can we learn from this tale?
"The woe of the shopping dog"?
That one's best efforts are mostly ignored.
Another example- this blog.
Tuesday, 26 January 2010
Wednesday, 20 January 2010
Curry sauce and Whatley's wallet.
Cast went for a curry last night. I ate what I thought was a green bean; it turned out to be a spicy chilli. I had to pour cold yoghurt into my mouth to curb the pain. Alastair then had green curry paste poured down his back by the waiter. He was not best pleased.
Today was hectic but a lot was achieved by stage management, costume, technicians and cast. So many people are working so bloody hard for this show it is unbelievable. I never realised quite how much work goes on backstage. Wow. Hats off to appropriate people and so on.
Finding it very strange having Alastair Whatley esq actually living in my house. He's sound asleep in the room below having got lost on the way home. He's also lost his wallet. Please return if found, preferably with the money inside... See you all soon [although no-one is actually reading this]. x
Today was hectic but a lot was achieved by stage management, costume, technicians and cast. So many people are working so bloody hard for this show it is unbelievable. I never realised quite how much work goes on backstage. Wow. Hats off to appropriate people and so on.
Finding it very strange having Alastair Whatley esq actually living in my house. He's sound asleep in the room below having got lost on the way home. He's also lost his wallet. Please return if found, preferably with the money inside... See you all soon [although no-one is actually reading this]. x
Tuesday, 19 January 2010
Basingstoke
We have little key fobs to get in and out of doors, so we all feel very official and that.
We have done a run and panicked a fair amount, then gone to Tesco's for to buy food. The food in there is reasonably priced, and fairly nutritionally balanced.
Last night, we went for a beer in a pub near our digs. The company, already conspicuous by their general frivolity and questionable facial hair, drank pints, in some small way to try and not draw further attention to themselves in what was an otherwise quiet pub with chatty locals mulling over what we were doing there. The spell was broken by our esteemed director, who, on his second round, decided to have a Malibu and Coke, and a "Virgin Mary" on his third round. A bloody mary without the vodka.
Deary bloody me.
One of our actors has split his contact lens, another cut his tongue on a piece of shrapnel from a prop mug. Between Hubert cutting his teeth on this tour and Graham cutting his tongue, there'll be no healthy mouths by the time we reach Kircaldy.
It's my birthday on Sunday. My girlfriend is taking me out for a couple of beers.
Join us again for the blog.
We have done a run and panicked a fair amount, then gone to Tesco's for to buy food. The food in there is reasonably priced, and fairly nutritionally balanced.
Last night, we went for a beer in a pub near our digs. The company, already conspicuous by their general frivolity and questionable facial hair, drank pints, in some small way to try and not draw further attention to themselves in what was an otherwise quiet pub with chatty locals mulling over what we were doing there. The spell was broken by our esteemed director, who, on his second round, decided to have a Malibu and Coke, and a "Virgin Mary" on his third round. A bloody mary without the vodka.
Deary bloody me.
One of our actors has split his contact lens, another cut his tongue on a piece of shrapnel from a prop mug. Between Hubert cutting his teeth on this tour and Graham cutting his tongue, there'll be no healthy mouths by the time we reach Kircaldy.
It's my birthday on Sunday. My girlfriend is taking me out for a couple of beers.
Join us again for the blog.
Friday, 15 January 2010
Forest Hill and beyond.
We have now spent two weeks in Forest Hill getting the production up and running and ready for Basingstoke. Sitting in on rehearsals has been amazing; I have been able to see Alastair and the actors discuss and interperate every aspect of the play whether it be our location, background or prefered tobacco. It's inspiring stuff. Much tea has been drunk and many Granola Slices have been eaten (available at £1.49, Sainsbury's Bakery- bargain).
All is looking good. I can't wait for opening night.
What is more important though, is that it's Alastair's Birthday today- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Without wanting to appear rude, I have no idea how old he actually is... I hear its the big 26. Though judging by the pitiful state of his moustache, I'd beg to differ. Cheero.
All is looking good. I can't wait for opening night.
What is more important though, is that it's Alastair's Birthday today- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Without wanting to appear rude, I have no idea how old he actually is... I hear its the big 26. Though judging by the pitiful state of his moustache, I'd beg to differ. Cheero.
Thursday, 14 January 2010
Tuesday, 12 January 2010
Friday, 8 January 2010
Tea Break
Otherwise known as "I'd better offer to make it for everyone, lest I appear a complete bastard".
Everyone wants a cup.
"They're all complete bastards."
Everyone wants a cup.
"They're all complete bastards."
Thursday, 7 January 2010
Rehearsal lunch
Some people go to Sainsburys, other people bring their lunch with them.
Stay tuned for more exciting insights.
Stay tuned for more exciting insights.
Wednesday, 6 January 2010
The Beginning
This blog is being composed by two of our company members touring with our forthcoming production of Journey's End.
The aim is to provide you with an inisght into the life of a touring company from the perspective of both actor and behind the scenes team.
The hope is to make at least one post a week over the coming months.
I write this from the ante-room at our rehearsal room as we begin the job of bringing this play to life. What follows is the story of how it all panned out...
The aim is to provide you with an inisght into the life of a touring company from the perspective of both actor and behind the scenes team.
The hope is to make at least one post a week over the coming months.
I write this from the ante-room at our rehearsal room as we begin the job of bringing this play to life. What follows is the story of how it all panned out...
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