On Saturday 21st January 2012 over 30 members of the Abingdon Drama Club finally drew a line under their experiences of Pantomine and headed to Mrs Bagshaw's for the usual after show drunken party. Well some were drunk, I could have quite easily taken the car and drove safety home at 3am in the morning from Eileen's house.
My last day in wonderland started with a matinee which was full with children wanting my carrots and ended at me leaving Mrs Bagshaw's house a little after 3am in a taxi. Some of us went out for a meal between performances which was lovely. I had to stick to my routine (OCD at it's best) and get back to the Theatre an hour before we went on, to prep myself with my little eccentricities that make me, me.
The evening performance was hysterical with cast members really giving it their all. Now all the carrots have been eaten and the bubbles have popped, the tree has been chopped and the mad hatter's table been locked away. Speeches were given and wine flowed. The music started and I danced my socks off. To the point where I woke up this morning with a strangled voice and not much energy let in my aching body.
I don't think I have ever sung so loud to Bon Jovi, Queen and Chesney Hawkes in my life. I tried Rockband which was fantastic. I got 86% on my first attempt. I was well impressed. Guess what i want for my birthday. That and Just Dance 3 which i never got to have a go at.
I think that we truly played a blinder on the last night and although I am releaved that i'm going to be taking a break from it for a little while, I am going to miss them all. Not that I won't see the buggers again you understand. The idea of not being in another play is just not in my vocab. I love the theatre.
For me it is time to concerntrate on helping backstage for the next play and stepping out of the limelight a bit. Not that that will be an easy task. So to all my Theatre lovies. Thank you.
The Rodster has left the building
And yes, I have the mask with me now. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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