My wife is an amateur dramatics actress and director.
Until the past few years whenever she was in a play I'd regularly have nightmares that she'd roped me in as a stand-in, which I'd foolishly agree to (I've never acted in my life and have no desire to).

Every fupping time she was rehearsing I'd dream of finding myself on stage in front of a huge audience unrehearsed and usually naked. So vivid was the image that I'd usually wake up a gibbering wreck.

The only time that she did actually ask me in real life to stand in for one of the actors who's only role was to drunkenly stagger on stage, throw up over someone (vegetable soup makes ideal vomit apparently) and then slump on stage for the next hour with my head down the toilet, I declined through fear of ending up naked.

Cured me of the nightmares though.

so.. um. there's a story of how I managed *not* to appear in front of an audience. um...
( Airman Gabber Living life like a 70's BBC presenter, Fri 19 Aug 2011, 11:06, Reply)