happy 23 May 2011
did i accidentally sleep through the end of the world the other night? i ask only because it’s an easy way it could happen to me these weeks. you see, the set for HAPPY DAYS at the Crucible is quite an apocalyptic infinity and it’s where i am spending most of my time at present. it’s got 7 and a half tons of railway ballast rubble on it and a sweeping cyclorama of wilderness beyond – very beautiful and affecting, actually. so, the Rapture was meant to happen and, accordingly, i went home and fell asleep to a soundtrack of shrieking and thunderous thumping (in hindsight, though, it was weekend Sheffield so that may have just been normal) and when i woke up everything SEEMED to be ‘normal’ but when you’re doing a Beckett play ‘normal’ takes on an edge – as my character Winnie says ‘ Strange? No, here all is strange.’ anyhow, do let me know if there’s any news on that world ending front. yi suppose ou could say i am living the dream right now, but what dream? that’s what i’m trying to establish…
