Totally blitzing my to-do list, which mostly involves finally confirming the full cast for the show (Kate is in, hurrah!), replying to about 40 emails about show stuff and trying to find extra time that suits both myself and a school I'm teaching at because we only have time for 3 students yet 7 lots of parents have just paid me (somewhat excessively) for lessons...it'll happen, somehow, we can find the time.
Did a little work on the JJ show, and then off to London for tonight's performance of Marvellous. Nice little cafe basement space, easy enough to get there. When moving a table for my props, the table collapsed and as I dived down to stop my phone smashing on the floor, I got my finger trapped in the hinge...sliced it a bit, blood everywhere!
And then no audience, not a single audience member. Went home feeling grumpy, on a train surrounded by screaming children. What's the point?
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