On Tuesday (I forgot to mention it. Slapped wrists!) I went to Camphill as usual. It was a brilliant warm and sunny day. Teo was on holiday, I think they said somewhere in the Far East. Possibly somewhere around Indonesia, but I'm not sure exactly. He couldn't resist sending a text to Paul, his assistant, just to find out how we were getting on. I'm not certain of the time difference, but it must have been quite difficult to work out when to send the text message to make sure it arrived in Britain when we were working in the Chrysalis Theatre. We couldn't use the theatre because there was a rehearsal in there so we had to use the downstairs area, including The Crypt. We did a run of 'Stranger Danger,' setting it up in The Crypt, but not with all the furniture which is involved and as a result the performance the guys was different to when staged in the theatre, but the whole idea was that it could be performed in any space, not necessarily a theatre. I recall similar happening when I used to perform my schools shows as well as marionette cabaret. I could get bookings for the marrionette cabaret in some really cramped and varied venues, one such being in a barn on a farm with straw on the floor and with one, naked, light bulb for illumination and sometimes performed without any adults present and being kicked through the material of the fit-up when I did the schools show at a private party because the adults left us to get on with the performance when they went off to another room in the house to sit and drink wine.
We went for a walk to the Peace Pagoda carpark. Not just as an excuse to go out in the sun, but it was still rather pleasant. The idea was to glean information for a video which was to be made, which would be used to show visitors how to get to the Chrysalis and, most important of all, to prevent them crossing the road outside Camphill. Absolutely no need when there are bridges and under-passes and you use the Redway. This done, we came back to start clearing out the costume department for a good clean, sorting costumes into different colours in The Crypt and hats in another room (the Art Room, I believe it's called.) I can say, by the time we'd finished, mid-afternoon, I definitely don't want to see another hat, of whatever size, shape or colour. Then, once the stockroom was vacuumed, it was all pushed back and it was a great relief when the job was completed.
One of the young girls, who is a university student and has been working as a Co-Worker at Camphill for around 3 months and who has been part of the drama workshop was leaving. She has really worked extremely hard with the drama guys, throwing herself completely into whatever she has been asked to do and has really given so much to the drama workshop. She has definitely left a mark on the place and is really loved by the residents she works will and will be greatly missed. Two of the other Co-Workers made a card. The Japanese girl and the Brazilian girl (I'm not going to give their names for protection reasons. I never give names on here whenever I think there might be a risk.) The card looked as if it had come from a shop, but it was made and even had a sort of bit that sprung out when it was opened and we all signed it.
We sat outside in the sunshine for our lunch and later did a rehearsal with everyone sitting and it seemed to have a very different feel to it, probably because the guys had to concentrate harder on their lines than when indoors, because it was more difficult to be heard outside.
Next week we will be back in the Chrysalis and things will more or less return to normal. But, without a certain young lady it will not be quite the same.
We went for a walk to the Peace Pagoda carpark. Not just as an excuse to go out in the sun, but it was still rather pleasant. The idea was to glean information for a video which was to be made, which would be used to show visitors how to get to the Chrysalis and, most important of all, to prevent them crossing the road outside Camphill. Absolutely no need when there are bridges and under-passes and you use the Redway. This done, we came back to start clearing out the costume department for a good clean, sorting costumes into different colours in The Crypt and hats in another room (the Art Room, I believe it's called.) I can say, by the time we'd finished, mid-afternoon, I definitely don't want to see another hat, of whatever size, shape or colour. Then, once the stockroom was vacuumed, it was all pushed back and it was a great relief when the job was completed.
One of the young girls, who is a university student and has been working as a Co-Worker at Camphill for around 3 months and who has been part of the drama workshop was leaving. She has really worked extremely hard with the drama guys, throwing herself completely into whatever she has been asked to do and has really given so much to the drama workshop. She has definitely left a mark on the place and is really loved by the residents she works will and will be greatly missed. Two of the other Co-Workers made a card. The Japanese girl and the Brazilian girl (I'm not going to give their names for protection reasons. I never give names on here whenever I think there might be a risk.) The card looked as if it had come from a shop, but it was made and even had a sort of bit that sprung out when it was opened and we all signed it.
We sat outside in the sunshine for our lunch and later did a rehearsal with everyone sitting and it seemed to have a very different feel to it, probably because the guys had to concentrate harder on their lines than when indoors, because it was more difficult to be heard outside.
Next week we will be back in the Chrysalis and things will more or less return to normal. But, without a certain young lady it will not be quite the same.
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