The curse (or one of the curses anyway) of working so damn hard on Alice!, the show we have been creating over the last two weeks in Ash Green Youth theatre's Summer Course 2007, is that I have so many things to do I usually have to put myself second. So I had no lunch today because I was waiting for twenty minutes at a useless bank where it took that long to make a cheque out so I could finally pay somebody! I know that sounds like a bit of a selfish whinge, but when you're working on such a demanding show you need all the energy you can get, and you don't get energy from thin air - you need food! So now I have to wait until later this evening for a chicken curry, but I can't eat a lot now else I'll spoil my appetite. I don't think I can win with this...
Laters.
Tuesday 28 August 2007
Friday 24 August 2007
Television - Friend, Brother, Secret Lover...
...but recently I've begun to doubt the true power of the once glorious idiot box. Apparently over here in Blighty half of us have lost our trust in television due to the fake phone-ins and competition winners who win before the competition is even announced. That kind of stuff.
Me, I don't usually bother myself with that kind of stuff. But it seems less and less likely these days for me to find something worth watching that I want to watch. And I am not going to waste my time watching Big Brother - recently I skipped through it hearing the question being asked, "What was the name of Paddington Bear's aunt?" Oh. Dear.
Last night was a good example of the lack of quality programming. So my mother and I (and eventually my sister) sat down to watch Finding Neverland - first time I've seen it. It was beautifully made, wonderfully acted, and I am not afraid to admit that I cried a little at the end. It reaffirms my claim that any film with Kate Winslet or Johnny Depp in must be worth watching!
Laters.
Me, I don't usually bother myself with that kind of stuff. But it seems less and less likely these days for me to find something worth watching that I want to watch. And I am not going to waste my time watching Big Brother - recently I skipped through it hearing the question being asked, "What was the name of Paddington Bear's aunt?" Oh. Dear.
Last night was a good example of the lack of quality programming. So my mother and I (and eventually my sister) sat down to watch Finding Neverland - first time I've seen it. It was beautifully made, wonderfully acted, and I am not afraid to admit that I cried a little at the end. It reaffirms my claim that any film with Kate Winslet or Johnny Depp in must be worth watching!
Laters.
Tuesday 21 August 2007
Back And In Soooo Much Pain!
France 2007 was actually not the bore fest that I had envisioned. Although the weather could have been better - especially in the South, where it was raining at apparently an odd time for that area - it turned out to be two and a bit weeks of chill time. I was able to relax a lot and even wrote quite a bit for my new "grown-up" novel. I didn't even speak that much French, which is kind of lucky because it was while I was listening to our neighbours that I realised just how much I had either forgotten from my school days or didn't know!
But, as all holidays must - except for those taken by the rich and who appear in CSI: Miami, whose lives are all one big holiday - ours had to end last Saturday. And so I was plunged head first back into the planning and preparation of something I've sweated about a lot this year but never really gone into detail about it here: AGYT, or to give it it's full name, Ash Green Youth Theatre.
This is a two week drama course where local teenagers get to work with a professional director, musical director and choreographer to create a piece of musical theatre. We take a text - this year's being Alice In Wonderland/Through The Looking Glass, and basically tear it into little tiny pieces. We create songs from it, sketches, dances, poems - some of them only bear a remote similarity with the text, others are taken straight from the author's pen.
We were founded three years ago by four eighteen year old's - including yours truly - and our oldest committee member now is only twenty-two. This is truly for young people by young people, which we feel adds to the attraction. Also, as it takes part at the end of our summer holidays here in the UK, it gives local kids something to do that's actually useful.
I am very proud of what we have achieved so far with AGYT and have big plans for our future. But, as I am still just young enough to take part in the course itself, I am also fairly shattered. So I shall sign off for now, and go and collapse on a nice comfy sofa.
Laters.
But, as all holidays must - except for those taken by the rich and who appear in CSI: Miami, whose lives are all one big holiday - ours had to end last Saturday. And so I was plunged head first back into the planning and preparation of something I've sweated about a lot this year but never really gone into detail about it here: AGYT, or to give it it's full name, Ash Green Youth Theatre.
This is a two week drama course where local teenagers get to work with a professional director, musical director and choreographer to create a piece of musical theatre. We take a text - this year's being Alice In Wonderland/Through The Looking Glass, and basically tear it into little tiny pieces. We create songs from it, sketches, dances, poems - some of them only bear a remote similarity with the text, others are taken straight from the author's pen.
We were founded three years ago by four eighteen year old's - including yours truly - and our oldest committee member now is only twenty-two. This is truly for young people by young people, which we feel adds to the attraction. Also, as it takes part at the end of our summer holidays here in the UK, it gives local kids something to do that's actually useful.
I am very proud of what we have achieved so far with AGYT and have big plans for our future. But, as I am still just young enough to take part in the course itself, I am also fairly shattered. So I shall sign off for now, and go and collapse on a nice comfy sofa.
Laters.
Wednesday 1 August 2007
Is This The Moment?
Finally I get a chance to make a quick but long overdue entry in my blog before France 2007 kicks off tomorrow. I've been a fairly busy beaver, what with reading the last Potter book (five and a half hours - hah! The title of today's entry is my favourite line form the book FYI) and helping out in my local Oxfam charity shop. We've also had the grand renovation of our main bathroom which has been a nightmare to contend with, but the finished results look okay I guess. Wasn't my decision to gut out the bathroom but there we go.
When I get back from France it's straight on with AGYT 2007. Hopefully I will have time then to come back and write more about my holidays and the nightmare that will no doubt be France 2007.
Au revoir, mes amis, for now.
Oh, and laters.
When I get back from France it's straight on with AGYT 2007. Hopefully I will have time then to come back and write more about my holidays and the nightmare that will no doubt be France 2007.
Au revoir, mes amis, for now.
Oh, and laters.
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