The play went off without too much of a hitch.  It was complicated for the audience.  We had been battling with it and even after 3 months’ rehearsals, we couldn’t all agree whether it was right or wrong.  It was so emotive and that is what the audience found – challenging, thought provoking, weird!

Being shot at the end of Act One came as a big shock to the audience.  Being slumped as a corpse for 30 minutes wasn’t that easy but, as my friends seemed to spend Act Two checking up on my lifelessness, it seems I achieved what was necessary!  Back up on my feet in Act Three as a ghost and a figment of the main character’s mind was strange.  Strangling her didn’t become any easier despite the rehearsals but hopefully we pulled the scene off.  Apparently my delivery of lines whilst doing the physical damage sounded as creepy as it needed to be.  Maybe I’ll make it as an actress after all?

Now it’s all over, the set is dismantled and packed away for 6 months, the washing is done, it’s back to normal with work and bowls and catching up on club competitions in abundance this week.  The downside of last week and this is that regular meals times go up the spout with it being too early to eat before going out (and not enough time after work to do so) and too late when you get back in then you can’t sleep!

Taboo on BBC1 on Saturday night is not a sleep inducing drama.  Nightmares.  I’ve told my partner, I’ll have my head in a book next Saturday whilst he watches it.  There’s enough violence on the news every night without more on the BBC.  Still, it must be a great programme for the make-up artists – they are doing a fantastic job.

Back to the day job now.  At least there’s no violence, just the occasional drama.