I fell incorrectly at rehearsal and my wrist made its displeasure known.
Stuck on the train three times as long as usual.
Opening night! Even my list of things to remember has a Shakespearean bent.
Wellington Architecture, a building near my office on Lambton Quay.
Routine. I sit outside the school for 30 minutes and run over my lines.
Sitting in our Green Room as the torrential rain drove us indoors.
I walked onto the wharf instead of sitting outside the school as I was quite a bit early. It was beautiful. Then Ray and Theo accosted me into going into the pub so I didn’t get to go over my lines at all!
Seriously tired AND with a teeny tiny egg on my forehead. Can you see it? it’s about an inch above my right eyebrow.