CORK 14 April 2009
We have hit Cork for the next leg of the OCTOBER circus – in fact, yesterday we were able to utter the immortal showbiz line ‘We open tamarra!’ so I guess today will be full of ‘We open TONIGHT!’ – a terrifying enough prospect after a few weeks off. Normally, when a show is done my lines disappear, as I need to recycle all of the brain cells these days (they being of a finite number)but knowing that we had a grace note of a week here in Cork meant I held on to it all and I am pleased to report we are all right back in show mode. (It’s on tues to sat with a matinee on sat too at the Cork Opera House so see you there if you are in the environs)
I would have posted all of these gems past night but it seems the little executive lounge in the hotel is electronically closed after a certain time (I don’t know what said time is but I wasn’t let in, special key or not, last night. It would probably have been a wasted visit anyhow as it doesn’t have WiFi like we were told so that’s a pain too – technology biting me on the butt again…The other idiosyncracy, if you will, of the hotel is that there are no blinds or muslin curtains on the widows so it’s blackout of displaying yourself to a trance of neighbouring houses – and believe me, the good people of Cork should not have to look at the wreck that is Pauline McLynn first thing in the morning. As my friend Dee says at our age it’s all about the maintenance, and it ain’t a pretty sight…
Mind you I LOVE staying in hotels and where others might find them a bit sterile I love that someone makes the bed and the towels and bedlinen are fresh and clean. In fact I love that the room is clean. Makes a change from the tumbleweed of dust and cat hair at home (though I wouldn’t swap that for anything either, of course)
