London 11 February 2008
Another L word and destination, I know, but surely the Daddy and Mummy of them all. I spent a night at home in Soho and this morning (at an ungodly hour) the air was so still and fresh I heard Big Ben chime seven – a first, and perhaps addictive. The city looked SO beautiful – a real Spring sensation. And I had one of the great London days where I was ferried from tv show to tv show (showbiz!) along the most fabulous routes around – Buckingham Palace, where crowds were gathering to see the changing of the Guard, Pall Mall, along the Thames and, later when all was done, a fast car to the airport with my sunglasses on thinking ‘this is IT’. So, then, tomorrow I am getting the handy lift in an Almeira to Ennis in the West of Ireland and, hey YES, that’s more of it. But oh my goodness London, London, London (and not burning DANN anymore, as Amy so eloquently put it).
not wright 10 February 2008
Okay, okay, I thought I’d get away with it, just let it slide on by, but lots of you have noticed I said I was appearing on Steve Wright’s TV show rather than MATTHEW Wright. And I rather suspect that Matthew knows too so I will have to crawl across the studio floor in abject apology tomorrow morning – not the first time and never a pretty sight. I really must learn more about how this site works. We all know that I don’t have a spell check…or, more to the point, if I do I don’t know where it is. Similarly, if there is a function that allows me to go back and correct mistakes in a blog I am unaware of it. It’s warts and all out here, m’dears.
a perfect fit 10 February 2008
The hubby is back from Finland (at last) and delighted with the trouser situation there. Apparently the Finns are the same average size as him, which is 34 waist 32 leg (or stubby, as he calls it). There are 4 pairs of top pants now in the house and good they are too. Finland was not a total success however as, although he scored the LORDI premiere, the Helsinki Molly Malone bar was not showing the rugby match and unable to (signals etc)…my heart went out to him when he told me…yeah…right…
beloved albums 9 February 2008
Why do we lose every beloved album we have and are forced to go out and buy them all over again. I think I have now bought HAPPY SAD, Tim Buckley, 8 times (at least) in my life, ditto the Mozart Requiem and I have to replace PROMENADE (Divine Comedy) again – a near godlike item. This is a costly business.
relic 8 February 2008
I had a lovely chat with Patrick from Loose Women today in advance of appearing on Monday and he rightly pointed out that the letter L may never be done with me…Loose women, you see…
We also talked a bit about how it’s coming up to the 10th anniversary of the last episode of FATHER TED, of course, as it’s a hot topic at the moment, and I was saying that I wouldn’t trust myself or others to attend the TEDFEST as I would be killed with kindness (and, let’s face it, drink/sociability). He fully agreed and posited the notion that I’d be like a relic to all attending. I am quite tickled by that idea, although a relic is usually an old and wizened bit of tat (well, in fact I am beginning to think I qualify majorly for all of the above). And from now on I may torture my( imaginary) husband with offers of ‘a rub of the relic’
tv 8 February 2008
I’ll post up something form the wonderful Mandy Pearson in the morning (or should I say later, when I wake up) when I have my full cut and paste abilities – tis advice for all dealing with women and both helpful and veh veh funny.
But, before I forget, I just want to warn ye that I am on Steve Wright’s show on tv Monday morning and then Loose Women in the early afternoon (a few days off performing so getting ‘out there’ again to promote the buke)
L 7 February 2008
I am posting this because
a) I didn’t actually write it and
b) I wish I had
“Given the issues of the seeming omnipresence of the letter L, I thought you might be interested to know that apparently there’re some languages that either don’t have, (or have different values for) the letter L, like Japanese or some dialects of Chinese. Though it’s quite probable that you already knew this.
Also, as a result of a compulsive urge, I’ve just bought as many of your books as I could get hold of, and though this combined with a student budget means I won’t have money for food for a while, I reckon it was a good move.”
ps I have the email address of the sender to prove that a) and b) above are true
and I am a very happy old dear this night
I thank you
the L word 6 February 2008
Did ye notice that I put too many Ls in hallelujiah below? I feel a little like a Sesame Street episode that is being brought to you by the letter L…it’s sneaking in everywhere – venues played, spellings.
Richard just got in touch from a press conference in Finalnd for the Lordi movie and said he has never seen anything like it for size outside of LA – jam-packed with journalists and at least 60 photographers in the first 5 rows snapping away. He shook Mr Lordi’s hand. Apparently, even the (human) actors on the film never saw them out of their monster gear. The premiere tonight is in a giant ice rink that seats 4,000 – now THAT’S showbiz, my friends.
hra! 6 February 2008
Ardal came to see the show tonight with his magnificent wife Melanie (who I have never seen look more lovely,and she always loooks nothing less than lovely) and they loved it. (back to those L words – see the venues we played initially…) Great audience and in all honesty perhaps the best show I have done to date – I may need them back each night. It’s hard that you really do try to keep in touch with people in this business but unless you are involved in the same projects it’s not going to happen. Now, having said that, and I have talked about this before here, it’s probably the same for all walks of life, though we thespians seem to have a more concentrated version of it…and yes, that was thespains there – I know, I know, but they take your card away unless you get in with those…
The hubby is in Finland preparing for the LORDI film premiere tomorrow, in which he has a very foxy client. DYING to find out all about it. They rock..halllelujiah (eeek, but again, want to keep me card so complain ye not…)
remiss 5 February 2008
Those of you who checked in earlier today will have noticed I didn’t post a blog last night, so here are the excuses (facts too but I guess they won’t wash) We had another opening – we are becoing a bit like that song that has the line ‘another opening, another show’ (is it an Ethel Merman?) – and afterwards this time out Rough Magic (the theatre company) had a small reception for patrons so there was much talking and jollification and it was late when I got home and, unforgivable as it was and doubtless still is, I got into bed without visiting the site. The hubby’s first words to me this morning were ‘you didn’t post a blog, did you’ but then again he’s a romantic bastard and can’t help himself such comments. Anyhow, sorry.
Last night was a strange one as the four members of the original cast who were unavailable to join us this time out all came to see it. That was a tad freaky for those of us who’d been around first time out cos it was not only a jury of our peers but also potentially people who would spot any changes and, let’s say it out loud, MISTAKES that might be made. No such thing, it turned out, as they were too busy enjoying it. It must be very strange to see a production you’ve been in, like crossing into Neverland. I have seen plays I’ve done in other productions of but never the ACTUAL production with a replacement me. It’s a little like the actors’ anxiety dream, really, where you see the show from the audience and say ‘this is where I come on’ to the person sitting next to you but remain seated knowing you have just totally messed up. So that, then, without the terror must be like the experience the others had last night. I suppose if the Americans ever make their version of FATHER TED, as is mooted, I will know what it’s like from watching another woman be Mrs Doyle. Now that will be a total freak out, I imagine.