Show Me The Body

Only 3 weeks to go now until Habeas Corpus at the Plaza Theatre in Romsey.

I'm playing Canon Throbbing, the thrusting 'young' vicar, who is engaged (for the past 10 years) to Connie Wicksteed, the doctor's dowdy sister.

Obviously, mine is the main role, even though other people have more lines and more time on stage...!

Read more about the play here.

If you want to come and see it, you'd better get a move on, as tickets are selling fast.  No, really, they are.

Buy tickets here.

A Little Socialist

In this country we drive on the left.  Trains go on the left too.  When you're walking through the London Underground there are signs everywhere telling you to 'Keep Left'.

I am a good Pavlov's dog and this conditioning has been burned into my brain.  Keep left in crowded places to make it easier for yourself and everyone around you.

So why is it that wherever I go - along pavements; through doorways; in shopping centres - I have to continually fight against the stream of dolts all making their way, for no apparent reason, on the RIGHT?!

I seem to be the only person who makes any effort to stay on the right side of the gangway.  What is it about the rest of the population which makes them ignore the rules which have been subliminally planted into our brains?

Other people are such idiots!

Markhov

As the rain has been coming down harder than Lord Leveson on a journalist, I've noticed that people "out there" are bloody idiots with their umbrellas.  I've lost count of the number of times I've nearly been speared in the leg, knee, belly or nuts by a carelessly carried brolly.  These sub-human morons seem to like carrying brollies spear-like, pointed-end forwards, as if they are cavemen from 1 Million Years BC, rather than supposedly intelligent and civilized homo sapiens.  Add to this their inability to walk around without taking their eyes away from the madly flashing screens of their bloody iPhones!  You're taking your life into your hands out there, I'm telling you!

Popping Up

Well, here's the thing.  When I said "see you in 6 months" in my last post, I didn't actually mean it.  So here we are five months later!


Zachary is now almost 10 months old (in two days time) which really accounts for my lack of activity here.


When I sum up what's happened since I last posted, it's very simple:

• Zachary.
• Work.
• Acting.
• Watching telly.

I'm currently rehearsing for RAODS' production of Alan Bennett's Habeas Corpus, a play I directed a few years ago for Ottershaw Players.  If I hadn't been an idiot, I could have linked to my Habeas Corpus blog, but I stupidly deleted it a couple of years ago.

I'm playing Canon Throbbing, the randy, but ineffectual vicar, a part which Tim Matthews made his own and into whose Jesus sandals I am now stepping.

Do come along to see it.  It'll be great fun and our shows are usually sell-outs so you need to get your tickets soon.

That seems to be all there has been time for (although I'm conveniently forgetting a couple of lovely evenings out with friends Kirsten & Craig to see Jon Richardson and Dave Gorman at The Lights in Andover.  Not all at the same time.)