So that’s it then. The show is over and the hall is dark. It was a great show.
Ladies’ Day written by Amanda Whittington was fun to read, fun to rehearse and a ball to put on. The audiences were terrific, numbers being way up on recent productions and they loved it.
In thirty-seven years in the drama group (I know thirty seven years-good grief, people have got OBE’s for less) I have never come across the situation we had on Saturday night. The show had to be stopped as a member of the audience had fainted. In fairness it was hot in the hall but nevertheless an ambulance was called and the patient an elderly lady was fine I’m happy to say. Luckily her daughter was a nurse and sat by her plus there was another nurse and a paramedic in the audience. Lucky lady.
Now minds wander to the November production and it all starts over again. Find a play, find a director etc…..
Meanwhile certain keen types in the Group will be starting this week on rehearsals for our entries into the ODN festival.
I have to say at this point we have some young new members in the Group and they operated the lighting for the play, and a great job they did too. We are talking teenagers here who usually get a rough press. They were hanging around the hall some months ago and were invited in and have proved to be keen and reliable and valuable members. Well done.
You will of course remember from last year the festival is held at the unicorn theatre in Abingdon in the first week of June.
Just as soon as I have details of our entries, you dear readers will be the first to know.
Meanwhile you could make a note that you could preview the plays on May 27th in the village hall. Tickets a mere £3 on the door.
Our AGM takes places second week in May and it could be all change this year. A shortage of seats has appeared on the committee with more members wanting the positions of power than can be accommodated. Watch this space for updates as the excitement builds.
Finally the picture I use to illustrate this blog is OK I suppose but I do take a rotten photograph. It was reproduced along with the rest of the cast in the programme for the play. Now imagine my chagrin when I turned up at the pub quiz on Sunday in Faringdon and found blown up copies banded around with the question do you recognise the face. Somebody reckoned it was Grandpa Walton…..charming.
(Who is Grandpa Walton anyway?)