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Anyhoo, waving/not drowning as I update for the first time in hella long (forgive the absurdity of my syntax, I have a cold and any/all painkillers rewire me).
Have a production on with the Cardiff Players in 2 weeks time, Wed 25th to Sat 28th of this month. Blurb is as follows:
Christmas Eve and it is only 105 degrees in the shade!
Welcome to French Guiana where paroled convicts from the local penal colony move about with relative freedom. What we soon learn is that on the outside it is often very hard to tell who the real criminals are.
My Three Angels takes a warm, witty and romantic look at our long-standing moral convictions of what is right and wrong. We are taught that good must surely and always triumph over evil. But as is the case in our story, does the end always justify the means? This you will have to decide for yourself as our felonious trio intervene in the lives of an innocent family which is now perched on the brink of financial ruin.
Proficient in the illicit skills of theft, forgery, extortion and yes, even murder, our unlikely heroes arrive in timely fashion to remind us all of what is truly most important. An honest appreciation of life, love and the simple serenity of domestic bliss. An old fashioned and wonderfully crafted fable to take home!
If people are interested tickets can be booked at
http://www.cardiffplayers.org/ Have suffered in these rehearsals what with the leading lady and myself trading colds on a bi-weekly basis, hope the effort shows on the night ;)
Am also taking a moment to acknowledge the passing of perhaps my favourite authour, Kurt Vonnegut. He had a pretty good run, kudos.