Ok novelty of sling officially worn off. Is gross, can feel broken bone through the skin. Ick. Discovered also it hurts like fucking HELL to sneeze ( Read more... )

This morning: Driving home from Alex's, while driving started typing in postcode of next place into my Sat Nav. Looked up. Massive blue car filling the windscreen. I started screaming, did not stop through collision that sent me spinning across the road, both right-hand windows smashing, both air bags deploying. Car that was following me hit me ( Read more... )

Hm. Well. It was all going so well.

MACBETH
In past couple of days, it's come to light that the Macbeth director's mother is indeed very ill and the director is now suggesting wepostpone. Which would be fine except it would mean postponing till next year; basically, she'd need to re-cast 50% of parts if not more and even Alex is loathe to commit to ( Read more... )

40 Secrets About You. Be honest no matter what.

I totally love how one of these questions is "What's your favourite colour?" Oh no you've blown my cover! My secret colour-love!

In real life, things are actually...OK. Tomorrow, back to doctor and I'm less scared about that. Don't want to jinx it though. On Friday I'm working at the Watermill car park ( Read more... )

Officially going mad. Nearly had a nervous breakdown today when I got a letter marked RADA. I remind you: if you're in, it's a phonecall, if you're in reserve or not in, it's a letter. I nearly freaked- but actually, it was a letter telling me it's a long process and I may not hear for a long time, be patient etc BUT I am still "being considered" ( Read more... )

I have forbidden myself from writing too much about RADA. But discovered, to my horror, that 100 people make it to the final round (out of a total of 3000 applicants overall) At a stretch, I could possibly be a 1 in 20 actress. I am not a 1 in a 100 actress. But I have never felt so mercenary about anything. It hurts. God it aches, it tears me ( Read more... )

Ahhh, the worst is over. Saturday was a workshop in the morning followed by a Midsummer Night's Dream themed birthday party. ARG. KIDS BLEED SUGAR. And worse, when you set them on an exercise (and in this case I severely misjudged my participants) and the birthday girl turns to you with a look of utter scorn and asks, "Why are we doing this?" ** ( Read more... )

• Yesterday, one of my regular workshops was harder work than before and I don't see it getting easier. And for the money I'm earning...urgh. Kids have no concentration at all. ZILCH. And I slowly metamorphosed into a teacher- teachers don't really want to talk like that, I know that now. "GUYS, LET'S ALL BE A GOOD AUDIENCE NOW, SHALL WE?!" But there ( Read more... )

So sad. My play is finished. Feels like Abigail has died.
But I've never had a play where I thought the last night was best, so that was good. And it really was wonderful to perform. I've had 2 good reviews now! Abigail was also "convincingly and connivingly played" by yours truly. So yay! And everyone was so sweet about it too. Overall it was a ( Read more... )

Indeedy. Got woken by Jess B sending me vibes at 7.30 in the morning. That and a text.She really kindly asked if I'd be up for helping her and her team at a nearby school doing a Midsummer Night's Dream workshop. It was exhausting. Plus, I must have set off at like Magic Traffic hour because it was a manic drive. But the day was fun. Got there and ( Read more... )