Weird QOTW premonition
Wow! Last night, sitting in a cafe in Belfast, a vaguely funny story from school dropped into my head, and I had the compulsion to text it to a friend. So i claim a moral first post!

*Wibbly lines*

In sixth form General Studies drama, which I wasn't doing but was an excuse to hang around with people with a "props budget" that was almost entirely spent at off-licenses and tobacconists, we were doing a production of a David Brenton play.

Now this was an all boy's school but we'd teamed up with a nearby all girls school to do the show. Inevitably, being directed by schoolboys who were really interested in rehearsing the smoking scenes and impressing the boys/ girls that had caught their eye repeatedly meant it was a bit of a half-arsed production process.

Much to the irritation of our child star. Yes, at our school we had one boy who'd been in a children's TV show for a few years, and had pretentions that he was some kind of artiste.

After one particularly shit scene rehearsal, we decided to bicker and blame one another. And then the lad exploded - into tears - he bowled up to the director and just laid into him, through a torrent of tears, saying that we would never understand how exhausting this was to him, how emotionally draining because he put everything into it, he was a professional.

And then flounced out. I can't remember if he came back to the production. but we had a great after show party ... ah, school days...
(cheesehead, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 21:40, Reply)