Tuesday, December 09, 2014

So. It's done.

They did a pretty good Friday night. And a stupendous Saturday night.

We threw everything into the van. Hurled it back into Home Street. Went to the party. Went home. 

The potential disaster never came to pass. Nothing horrendously awful happened on stage. No-one died of rice poisoning (thanks for the tinned potatoes, Gillian!). We didn't even make a horrendous loss (thanks, audience). Just a small respectable loss commensurate with a play with a Danish name about an unpleasant subject matter.

Did we make anyone rethink their view of the world? Or at least of this topic?

Children First seemed to think we might. 

I'd like to thank my cast for putting such effort and emotional energy into telling the story. My crew for helping them tell it so beautifully. And you, whoever you are, for coming to see it and helping shrink down my yawning loss by buying an ice-cream.

Very much obliged.


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