Long off

Past caring is liberating. Go with it.

I am leading a hedonistic lifestyle vicariously through these posts. Please carry on. Don’t mind my looking over your shoulder.

The mechanics of your journey sound about as much fun as Frodo’s journey to Mt. Doom.

I wish I understood cricket better than I do, which is to say, not at all. You need to be force fed that stuff when you’re young.

Well, it’ll be alright on the night I suppose, but I really don’t like working like this, tinkering with the script at this late stage. None of us have unlimited amounts of time to put into this and it could have been done so much more efficiently. Hey ho.

Never mind–sun is forecast for Nottingham tomorrow. Cricket, beer, good company.

If you’re curious, the highlights of the match will be on Channel 5’s website from late tomorrow night my time.

Of course, Channel 5 might not work in the US.

who knows? if the performance is terrible enough, perhaps it will get rave reviews - as farce or comedy?

Now come on Daisyfae, the England middle-order batting may be on the poor side but to call the chaps a farce is a bit stro… oh you were talking about the D**kens, fair enough.

I’ll get my coat.

well done for letting nothing rain on your parade…..!!

My goodness, I’d forgotten how to get into these password locked posts, and I was waiting with baited breath for what lascivious treasures would be revealed.

It’s a bit bloody tame for you looby, isn’t it?

No long descriptions of bosoms heaving under detailed descriptions of a lady’s attire, nor blow by blow descriptions of torrid sex in unusual positions, just another well written piece on the hidden side of the refreshment trade.

So why the password?

D**kens sounds like an imminent disaster. This may seem a silly question, but if it’s going to be that bad, AND all concerned know it, why not simply abandon the project. Is it fair to release this monstrosity on the unsuspecting public?

The cricket. I hope you have lovely relaxing time watching the match. I know that cricket relaxes me faster than any other form of sport. I’m catching ZZsss within 5 minutes of the first ball. Best form of therapy for sleep disturbances ever invented.

Well, we’re on our dinner break here at the theatre and although it’s curtain up in six hours we still haven’t got a running order or timed the two halves of the show. The last edition of the script was distributed at 2.10am today so I’ve had to run back to my house and print the new versions off.

I’ve never done a crap show yet and I’ve got a feeling I’m going to lose face in polite Lancaster society by being associated with a cock-up.

Btw, I put the password on for reasons of commercial confidentiality. You’re right, it’s probably not worth the bother.

Must dash, there’s a man in a blue uniform and a hard hat at the door.