Proms and Petticoats

Since I left my job at the end of June, any chance of a rest have been non-existent. In fact, I think I’ve been busier since leaving work than when I was working. But one of the reasons I left — though I’ve not left permanently, sorry fellow tutors, you just can’t get rid of me — was because I knew this summer was going to be a big one. I had a dozen shows lined up, holidays planned, and rehearsals to power through. It’s been an unforgettable few weeks. I’m terrible for letting amazing experiences slip into memory, so more for my own sake, I wanted to keep them all stacked neat and tidy where I can revisit them. Once uni life hits, this summer will be a blur. It would be a shame to forget it.

Much Ado About My Birthday

For once, I wasn't travelling to London this weekend with my stomach in nervous knots.

I got two tickets to see the RSC's Much Ado About Nothing for Christmas, and luckily the date coincided perfectly with my birthday weekend. Look at that for timing *smirk emoji*

London was beautiful as ever, even covered in frost and freezing everyones tits off; she was all blue skies and proud old buildings, the Saturday shoppers making the most of the dry weather and the warm welcome of a café.