to dispel gloom-of-monday, we are casting our minds back to yesterday, which was Ever So Nice.
we had a small alt. family outing with jw/1 and jw/2 to the housing works bookshop to see a multi performer reading of A Christmas Carol.
tis the time of year, of course, but we are also delighted to say we are attending a full performance of aforementioned text with Cheltenham Lady on Christmas eve.
we adore the theatre.
we actually have a degree from London University (many years ago now, darlings) Partly In Theatre (and film and lots of curiously deep philosophy and Semiotics and Russian theory and other useful Very Late Night conversational material.)
but we never talk about it at the Day Job because everyone that counts either has (or wants) a business masters ;)
funny though – when one of the performers yesterday got stuck on some Very British Idiom and laughed:
I can’t do the accent
we had to physically restrain ourselves from jumping up in a declamatory Fashion….
we can!!!
the Urge to perform is getting stronger.
Just saying ;)
Glad to have found your blog. I look forward to revisiting and reading through your archives.
welcome lovely new blog friend from the Emerald Isle!
_tg xx
Oh you would make a divine Tiny Tim – and all the others too.
I could follow with a dramatic reading of Truman’s story about making fruitcakes. I do a passable Geraldine Page, as you might imagine.
we feel a Double Act and a Booking at the Women’s Hall of Charleston coming on for 2012, darling…..
Nothing better than books with anything. (All outings should have books. Or words. Or art. Or music. Or all of the aforementioned.)
Theater and Russian what?
если я говорю по русский will you understand? Si je commence à mélanger, c’est fini… and it’s much too early in the a.m. for vodka…
gosh.
we knew our friends online were Smart.
but you really are. in so many Ways. (and emotionally mature too, which is Not what we can say of ourselves – or many of our chums ;-)
we did a lovely paper on Battleship Potemkin. and not just on the cheekbones of the extraordinary cast. although we’re sure we weaved that into the semiotician style of our prose ;-)
I bet you could get your Mabel to the back of any gallery darling. Xxx
we can throw a voice as far as ethel merman, love.