Tuesday 3rd November 2015

So...how did I manage to lose a second director for the Christmas musical? Well, the thing is, she agreed to direct it last week, but when I asked her this morning if there's anything I can do to help regarding casting it, she said she hadn't had time to even read the script yet. And that she probably doesn't have time to direct it anyway. She's a close friend, but I was a bit rude to her. I shouldn't have been. No, actually, I should have been. I'm glad I was. I don't need this shit, right now.

Anyway, so I'm gonna direct it myself. I haven't got a cast and it opens in five weeks. I don't really have much time because I've got the solo tour, a bunch of band gigs, the film première, a panto, freelance work, 6 adverts and a dying father to get my head around. But it will happen, purely out of childish spite to those who suggest otherwise.

Spent the day with dad. An emotional rollercoaster; he talked fondly of the days he used to spend plodding around the garden, and in the garage, and then he got really upset about his lack of independence. We spoke to the nurse on the phone, when she was told that his left side had gone (from the waste down) she simply paused for a long while and said, "oh dear." I don't like it when nurses do that, but we all know what she meant. It's happening, it's happening quickly, it's awful. And then I read over Dad's shoulder as he sent an email to his (I guess, former) assistant manager, telling her simply that he's still the boss, and that he's just "off sick at the moment." Legend.

It's a bit draining, isn't it? Yet I'm really angry about the musical - people are just rubbish. Izzy's always great, and Emma was awesome at the weekend, but apart from that I struggle to think of anyone I like working on shows with. Got back and put out an appeal on Facebook for actors. My old mate Henry is up for it - so keen. He's never acted in his life but is a lovely bloke, I can see him have good comic timing, and he's so willing to put the hours in, I might just have to risk it.

Now I'm going to drink beer and write the solo show. I've just put on a Christmas playlist and my mood has improved considerably.