On moving the hospital bed into the spare room (my old bedroom), they realised that they didn't have enough space - so Mum sold my bed! Charming. It's not a bed I need any more, obviously, as I have a double in the current place but still...odd times.
Did a bit of work in the office, most of it wasn't needed but still, it went quickly enough.
Casting issues for the panto. AS EXPECTED. Seriously, next year, with live shows, I am not going to work with anyone else at all - completely solo all the way.
Intense rehearsal for the Christmas show; after the second full run-through it really started to feel like a proper show, which was exciting. Some of it is really, really good, you know. Some of it drags. But hopefully the good will cover the bad? It's not that those draggy bits are actually bad, they're just not funny - the story just needs simplifying at these points. It's overwritten, and over-running, so I can afford to trim a few bits. Still working from the script, so many words to learn...they're not quite going in, yet.
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