Wednesday, February 20, 2019

I keep having panic dreams about the show.

At the weekend, I dreamt that we assembled a choir but it was ramshackle, awful - and oddly (but now awfully) I was very happy to find Alan Richardson joining it. (That will mean something to only 50% of my readership.)

Last night, I dreamt that work "gave me the opportunity" (told me I had) to come up with a show about World War Two that could be performed as the dramatic climax to a full day of festivities. It was a very detailed dream and, before I woke, I figured out an excellent site-specific solution. But it was very alarming at the time. 

Roll on the start of rehearsals. 


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