We’ve done it! In front of a packed table we started at the beginning and fell to the end of the play. Our freefall was no subtle, graceful or focused. But we got to the final page.
I was especially pleased with myself for not needing the text. Sure, there was the odd prompt or 12 but the relief walking home afterwards!
Tom and I have been working on our fight scene. Though my role in the “fisticuffs” is limited, I ripped one pair of cargo trousers on Monday and a pair of boxers on Tuesday. I was a little nervous about Wednesday.
Our dancing is improving. The rehearsal room is quite tight so when all 8 of us are in a chorus line only 7 of use can be seen as a protruding wall juts out in front of the 8th cast member – me. So I dance with my face 2 inches from an artexed wall. This may only appear marginally more funny than my dancing, but my wall is becoming something of a partner and I shall miss her uncritical eye and her abrasive touch…