I want you to sing with rapture and dance like a dervish. ~ William Parrish
There are a few professions where you are starting your day at four o'clock in the afternoon: ambulance driver, airline pilot, Woolies shelf stocker ~ & the Arts!
I can't say I'm at my best heading off into unknown regions so late in my day & we had to detour & detours always confuse me, because, if you've been following along, somewhere in the wet, soggy, chaos that was travelling in & out to the Gothic Star's hanging bag acquired a rip & her performance pants fell out the bottom. Drama, drama, drama.
Naturally the refedex was in the car so we began without me having looked at a map ~ always such a good way to start ~ & Star was in Ditz mode. I asked her to look at the map & count of my turns. When I checked she was staring intently out the window counting each intersection we went through!!! Glory Be! What good she thought that would be I have no idea!
Picking up the new pants was not a drama. The right size had been left out for us in an easy to grab them spot & for a wonder Star had remembered the correct size so they did actually fit when she put them on. I had left us plenty of time ~ & a good thing too given Star was not on the ball when it came to reading the map but even so we were early. So, thankfully, was Luke. I do not know where Alison found Luke ~ or if he found her ~ but he is terribly sweet though being in the Jekyll & Hyde production is in the midst of growing a beard & arrived in black suite & dark sunnies looking like the local Mafioso. Cracked me up. Like us he has no sense of direction [partly why, like us, he was so early] but informed me Google phones have the best GPS. Now how do I get my hands on one of those?
Anyway Star was singing here ~ which has changed hands since this review was written but is huge with plenty of parking for a change. Why can nurseries get their parking together but theatre venues can not? This was for a local councillor's opening campaign for mayor & I have nothing but good things to say about this woman, which is something given mentioning our council to any islander is like waving a red flag at a bull. Long, sad & complicated story covering several centuries & the general feeling that anyone who chooses to live on an island deserves what they get! Karen is responsible for us knowing Alison & for the whole AVAE shebang. Several years back she made a concerted effort to get the island children involved in the Arts, with a capital A. Star was all she netted. However she was wonderful to us, compensating our travel costs & even picking us up & running us round personally so Star could get a taste of the wider theatre world ~ & got hooked, but that is Star for you & not Karen's fault. Her girls trained under Alison too so she knows what AVAE is capable of. Just as well as there were just 5 of them but as I keep saying 5 AVAE kids can produce a big, BIG sound ~ & they did.
We got home again quite late. It is not the performing so much as all the travelling wears us out ~ & naturally travelling plus performance ran right over the top of dinner time so we had yet another pick ~me~up meal on the run. We are so tired of take~aways!