A Devon Sunday


This week I am blogging from the comfort of my in laws sofa down here in Exmouth. A few days respite from London, and today, Sunday, a bit of nice weather too.

I do love having weeks when I get days at home in order to catch up. Too many and I get bored but just enough and I feel in control of my life. The last week gave me three good half days at home to potter, answer e mails and achieve small victories on the domestic front that gave me an inner satisfaction. Top that off with a weekend away, even if it did take a six hour drive through torrential rain to get here, and it’s a nice Sunday feeling.

More theatre last week. The divine Harriet Thorpe in “Crazy For You” in a damp yet still magical Regents Park, and “Mack and Mabel” at the Greenwich theatre presented by The Company - a peripatetic outfit of young people who come together each summer with professionals to do a musical. Choreographed by my good friend and very talented boy, Lee Crowley, it was a good stab at what is a difficult show. Great performance from the leading guy - full of command and a great voice, but the director had perhaps left it as a rather stilted enterprise. Lots of keen energetic young people stood around watching one or two taking part in the action. Bit of a sort of artistic looting. Top marks to all who took part but perhaps it needed a little more thought to find a more involving way of using the resources of such a large cast.

September is looking like a busy month after the summer. Back to Corrie. Trips to Amsterdam and Cambridge and lots of single days work in town as well as hosting a singing competition at the Cafe De Paris in London. Work does seem to continue to be hard to get and the effects of the recession are still evident in the sheer lack of corporate work around in some sectors, but the autumn is always a fruitful time and this one looks like no exception.

There was a story or memory hovering somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind for this weeks blog, but this blast of fresh Devon air and sun seem to have blown it away. No doubt it will resurface at some point and can be told in a future instalment.

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