Saturday morning and I’m writing this from a hotel room in The Frozen North near Bonny Sunderland. The journey up to The North East was terrible! Six hours to do 220 miles! After five hours, I’d had enough and relinquished the driving seat to Bob to do the last 25 miles, and possibly the most congested part of the journey through the streets of Newcastle. For once ‘Gladys’ the sat-nav decided not to take us on the ‘scenic’ route, and we arrived directly outside the stage door. City Hall is a fabulous place, which is more like an old fashioned Town Hall with seats than a theatre, but the ‘Geordie’ crowd comes a very close second only to the Glaswegians. We only get 20 minutes for our performance, but I think we all came off stage with a feeling of ‘mission accomplished’.
Today, we roll on to the beautiful city of York, with lots of time to kill before the theatre opens so I think I’m going to give up on the diet and buy bigger trousers! My days of being a sylph like 13 stone are well over and middle age has finally caught me up! 14.5 stone is now me fighting weight….bugger it!
p.s. I’ll be showing Eddie how to use this software this afternoon so that he can post up here too
……….be afraid…….be very afraid!