ok here's a top tip for sore throats. gargle morning and evening with a couple of drops of tcp in warm water. try to get it straight to the throat cos otherwise it really numbs your tastebuds, but it really works- gets rid of any infection rather than just masking symptoms! and break a leg, you'll be fabulous! xXx
Yes, Alastair whinges sometimes cos of the tcp taste but it really does work and I'm sure has staved off tonsilitis for me before now! put it down to suffering for your art or something!!!
I'll do that in a minute. I shall stop being a wuss, because I remember that last time I had tonsillitis it was highly unpleasant. And also I need to be able to sing tomorrow!
That it is. Other theatre traditions include - not leaving the programme until the day before to print it out, not forgetting about props and having to make the damn things two days before, and remembering to stick your costume in the wash the night before.
Unfortunately the first two of those are already coming true (printing problem today means we can't print the programmes until tomorrow, and I've just finished making two props that we were missing!) and the third, well we've a dress rehearsal on Wednesday and I need to clean it between Wednesday night and Thursday afternoon!
Theatre wouldn't be theatre without the last-minute mishaps. And as we know from Shakespeare in love, that's just the way it is:
Philip Henslowe: Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster. Hugh Fennyman: So what do we do? Philip Henslowe: Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well. Hugh Fennyman: How? Philip Henslowe: I don't know. It's a mystery.
That is very very right. I have a theory to put forward about the mystery though - it's because there are people who will niggle about little details and will spend the last days before the performance fixing things. Generally the director or the set builders!
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I'll try it, although my father does make an awful fuss about odd smells.
Thanks!
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*hugs*
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I'll be fine.
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Take care.
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*toi, toi, toi*
And of course I'm virtually doing the spitting thing!
(It's a theatre tradition...)
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Unfortunately the first two of those are already coming true (printing problem today means we can't print the programmes until tomorrow, and I've just finished making two props that we were missing!) and the third, well we've a dress rehearsal on Wednesday and I need to clean it between Wednesday night and Thursday afternoon!
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Theatre wouldn't be theatre without the last-minute mishaps. And as we know from Shakespeare in love, that's just the way it is:
Philip Henslowe: Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster.
Hugh Fennyman: So what do we do?
Philip Henslowe: Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well.
Hugh Fennyman: How?
Philip Henslowe: I don't know. It's a mystery.
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