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Amara had said to her mother - I just want to see some friends who can move by themselves... Her mother decided she had spent too much time with teddy bears and phoned my daughter..
My daughter turns 40 on Saturday - it makes me feel a bit sick as she was my baby - and is having a zoom party... Goodness only knows what that will be like...I’ll let you know.
Have to go - I have a virtual choir rehearsal - take care everyone.
Friday 24th, April
From Mag P. at 8.00
Saturday December 2nd was a Saturday and in my diary I have recorded that there were only two empty seats in the hall and that Judith Godfrey was excellent. I have diaries from 1957 to 1966 but I have to say I was not the best Diarist!
From Val M. at 12.41
This is all of more interest to those involved, but I’m sending it to everyone as it’s simpler.
I found the performances of 12th Night in
my diary as instructed. We did 3
performances - on 30th Nov, 1st and 2nd
Dec 1961. Amazing that we could fill that
hall - if indeed we filled it - for 3
performances. Rehearsals were on
Saturday mornings and some Fridays after
school and Mrs Darcy seems to have come
to them though my memory is that Miss
Iliff was very much in charge. I mostly just
record “Went to rehearsal” but on 4th
November I say this - a little insight into our
lives at the time: “Went to rehearsal. Ruth
was late and Miss Iliff blew her up. Janet
(Windeatt) wasn’t there at all. She’d better
have a good excuse! I had to do Fabian
because Jane wasn’t there.... Ruth played in a hockey match this afternoon (Young People’s Fellowship?) and she doesn’t even know the positions yet.” Sorry Ruth but I thought that was funny. It’s followed by the inevitable record “Went up to the library and got my 14th history book out.” Good grief - how about reading one of them properly? There are other comments about getting hysterics when Toby Belch and Sir Andrew were rehearsing - it obviously was very funny. Here’s the first night: “Had the first performance of the play. It went off well, I think. At first the audience clapped in the wrong places and didn’t laugh when they should have done, but they got better. Orsino got her hand stuck to her beard, but apart from that everything was fine.” Second night was just “alright” and on the last night the idiot eating the sweet when they had to go on was naturally me.... “Had the last performance of the play - sad. At one point I wasn’t expecting to go on and I was stuck on the stage with a sweet in my mouth and nowhere to put it. So I put it up my trousers. I told Ruth while we were on stage and we nearly got hysterics. We had a celebration afterwards. Miss Iliff and Mrs Darcy were forced to come up on stage and accept some chocolates.” And that was it - a really fun corporate effort and the only one that came my way at school as I wasn’t in the Junior or Senior Choir and was really envious of those of you doing the Charcoal Burner’s Son/Daughter? What was it? And Dido and Aeneas? Serves me right for talking all the way through singing lessons. It’s very disturbing having a diary like this, you know - you find hard evidence of what an idiot you were in so many ways....
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