riches 18 August 2009
Life can throw up an embarrassment of riches sometimes and that’s all very well if they time themselves so as not to clash – not tonight, my friends. I was gifted the chance to see a show all London is clamouring to get to at the Royal Court, JERUSALEM by Jez Butterworth, and I HAD to jump at that…and it was fantastic, with my old mucker Mackenzie Crook being truly excellent, and ESPECIALLY the mesmerically wonderful Mark Rylance (so so so great and the sort of acting that makes you inspired yet really worried to be an actor, if you have a brain at all, cos you wonder am I actually any fucking good and could I deliver such a performance, in any shape or form – brilliant!) BUT it meant I had to forego DESPERATE ROMANTICS on tv and I am devoted to that show, as you all know…BBC iplayer here I come…
Aside from all that I had a fashion adventure today when I spotted a skirt that would go perfectly with a little jacket I have had for ages and nothing to wear with it – till now! That happens a lot to me – I’ll spot a thing that I know will last me nearly forever and get it and I may not have the requisite items to set it off, then, but I know they will emerge in time – so a big success, there, I feel (shoes not quite right yet, but it’s that perennial battle between heels and flatties and where you’re off to and so on…)
