Brains.

...some people bloody need them.

Since my last post, this week has passed in quite a blur. I performed my monologue on Thursday for one of my classes and did well, apparently. Also got my group and play for my first assessment in that module - it's a play caled 'Bent'. It's one of the most intense plays I've ever read, and with me directing, I may well have my work cut out. But we'll see how it goes.

Yesterday was Bristol's infamous 'Zombie Walk' - two to three thousand people dressed as various members of the undead prowling the streets, scaring everyone and finishing on Castle Park. We had Freddie Mercury, Where's Wally, Timmy Mallet and Elvis amongst others, and a great day was had by all. Well, I say ALL - some idiots decided to set off some fireworks outside one of our shopping centres, injuring a seven year-old and plunging the future of the Walk into serious doubt. Apparently the reasons were political. Arrests were made for the first time in the 5 year history of the event, and I, like the other 99% of people, am shocked and disgusted that some people decided to let their own views override a wonderful family event and put themselves and others in harm. It's utterly moronic.

Today sees the first rehearsal for my Armistice piece - I'm looking forward to it, and all being well we'll have it knocked out in a couple of hours or so, which would be most impressive if I'm honest. And then we can do it again in the tech and stuff.

I keep forgetting to publish this, so here goes!

Laters xx