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Close your eyes for a second and BAM, you suddenly find you've lost nearly two weeks! As fantastic as it would be, I certainly don't have the abilities of Hiro Nakamura , so I must have been subject to the usual issue of Time sneaking unseen past my back in its little ninja suit. The cheeky bastard. Since I returned from Egypt*, my time has been taken up with two things: work and drama, though work does tend to be very much a drama in its own right, as I think most of you will agree!! For those of you who pop by regularly, you will be familiar with the little dance The Boss and I have been engaged in. If not, check out the last post on this subject from last year. Bascially, upon my return The Boss asked me in for a quick meeting before he disappeared off out for the day, where he straight out asked me about my filling the directorship role he has been offering since the dawn of time. I have been avoiding this role mostly because there has been no definition to it and I was...

...what's my line again? That's pretty much what last night was like, our first rehearsal on stage ... and what a difference to rehearsing at the church hall! Up until now, I was starting to get reasonably confident with my lines, only dropping the odd bit here and there, but last night it was like I'd just put the script down for the first time and was trying to remember what I'd read. I panicked. And when I panic, my mind goes blank. Completely. In that state, if you ask me my name, there is a good chance I wouldn't be able to tell you and all you would get is my goldfish impression!!! Thankfully, I wasn't the only one this was happening to and it is apparently expected when you first hit the stage: I just hope it doesn't happen when the audience turn up... By the time act two came around, I think I was a bit more in control and I didn't forget the lines, though the thought of having to be prompted still fills me with dread. Call me anal, but I don...