Fitful night's sleep. Eventually hauled myself out of bed around 0930. Porridge for breakfast. Did a slow vocal warm up...voice seems in reasonable condition after yesterday's excesses in song rehearsal. Phoned Kath, who was on her way to Berwick on the train. Phoned mum, who sounded in good fettle...they are excited to have Bruno Guimarres, the new Newcastle mid-field dynamo, as a neighbour in the £1.2m house across the road!!! Jim will be hovering around in the front garden, no doubt. Did some line work in the back bedroom before lunch...Aki warmed up the aubergine baclava. She made me some soup for me to take to rehearsal today. Set off for Stoke Newington at 1415...called Jim on the hands-free...he corrected me...it's Joelinton, not Guimarres, who has moved in opposite ma and pa. Still, pretty extraordinary...why on earth would he want to spend that amount of money to live on High View!? Jim said he and the clan were determined to come down to see Twelfth Night...bit of a blinkin' trek for ma and pa...but it's been awhile since they saw me tread the boards, so I guess it makes sense...it will be good to see them. Rehearsal went OK. Did the party song, and the drunken party scene, as well as the Sir Topas scene, then broke to swallow some soup before the run at 1900. First half was in great shape...second half less so, with people dropping their lines in ever increasing numbers as the play progressed...probably put half-an-hour on the projected running time!!! Got home exhausted at 2230. Aki ran a bath...
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