It was the opening night. The traffic in Twickenham was all snarled up with long lines of stretch limos containing the glitterati of London theatre-land. One had to fight through the hordes of press and TV reporters, graciously allowing oneself to be interviewed and, having bumped into Lord Bragg in the bar, finally agreeing to be a guest on his arts programme - "Get your people to speak to my people, Mel, there's a darling!" I said before Trevor Nunn took me by the arm and whispered urgently in my ear that there was a slot available at the National next year and, please, please, would I do it and so urgent were his pleadings that he began to shake my arm vigorously - and then I woke up to find the little 'Memsahib' agitating my shoulder violently and telling me I was snoring - again! Oh, well ... we can all dream, can't we?
Anyway, we have opened and I have just shot home for a change of clothing before returning to the fray for the remainder of the week, hence the lack of response to the various commenter's below - incidentally, I see that 'Barry Bananas' failed both his 6-month Charm Course and his GCSE Eng. Lang. - I fear for that lad!
Anyway, next week, following my nervous breakdown, normal service will be resumed. The editor of our theatre monthly magazine invites outsiders to write reviews of our productions. I have asked him for permission to re-publish them here - whether they be good, bad or downright ugly! (I can sense NIB becoming over excited at the prospect!)
"I see that 'Barry Bananas' failed both his 6-month Charm Course and his GCSE Eng. Lang. - I fear for that lad!"
Ah yes, very good. Because obviously I am terribly concerned that you will find me charming. Go pound sand up your asshole, you great roaring buffoon.
Posted by: barry bananas | Monday, 12 March 2007 at 14:27
"I can sense NIB becoming over excited at the prospect!"
Oh yes, I'm cock-a-hoop at that idea. It's bound to be an improvement on the repetitive old bollocks you come up with!
Posted by: N.I.B. | Monday, 12 March 2007 at 14:41
Hmmmn! Touched a nerve there with Mr. 'Bananas', I think.
And, 'NIB', "repetitive old bollocks"! Have you ever listened to yourself?
Posted by: David Duff | Monday, 12 March 2007 at 15:16
"Have you ever listened to yourself?"
Well, you don't exactly give me a lot of material to work with, do you? It's either 'Language Commissars' or 'Archbishop Dawkins' or playing thespians up in Twickenham.
And we all used to have so much fun...
Posted by: N.I.B. | Monday, 12 March 2007 at 15:52
"Touched a nerve there with Mr. 'Bananas', I think."
Yet more rampant egomania from the Old Queen Duff. I couldn't give two flying fucks about you, to be honest. I'm just a masochist passing the time at your pig-ignorant hellhole of a blog.
Posted by: barry bananas | Monday, 12 March 2007 at 16:07
Good luck with the show, David.
Posted by: Andy M | Tuesday, 13 March 2007 at 12:53
Just as long as you remembered that the real hero is Polonius.
Posted by: dearieme | Tuesday, 13 March 2007 at 18:55