So good last night. To the extent that I struggled to sleep, so instead I watched Dad's Army till 3am.
Spent the day with Mum. Turns out, in her spare time, she has done an amazing job in training the dog - I watched all the tricks today, so impressive. Who would have known that little shit could be so disciplined? And why wasn't she trained to NOT BITE ME. It's all very well being able to lie on all fours at the click of a finger, but I've got so many scars on my arms now people are starting to ask questions.
Nice enough day, though.
Got back and spent so incredibly long working on a spreadsheet for the soap. It's bloody impressive though, gathering cast availability, scenes lists for all 26 episodes. Got a strange buzz out of it. Messaged the cast to let them know the days I need them to film on, and bunged all in my diary. This is going to be complex, but if we can pull it off...well, I'll get a book/show out of it. And a soap opera, probably.
Confirmed solo shows in Needham Market, Winchester and a huge, huge one in Newquay.
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