Wednesday 12th January. 6.35 p.m. Yesterday I was at Camphill, the first time since late March 2020, when the first lockdown came in, and we had to hide away from each other to keep the coronavirus at bay. I did a lateral flow test early on Wednesday morning, as instructed. Fortunately, it was negative, as I thought it might be. Not something I enjoy, shoving a swab stick up each nostril and to the back of my throat. Am I the only person who wants to gag when they do this? I bet you do. Then it was take Alfie out onto the grass along Strudwick Drive and then drive to Willen.
I went straight to the office once I had parked and had to go through a further test and fill in forms before I was taken to the Chrysalis Theatre. The gang were sitting in a ring, the normal set-up for the beginning of a day. I didn't expect the reception I got as soon as I stepped through the door! The whole place erupted! Just shows how lovely they all are. Apparently they hadn't been told I was going to come back, but they knew there was going to be a surprise.
As usual, we did a check-in, which involves having to say how you felt at that moment and what you had been doing at Christmas. It took a good deal longer than I remember when I was at Camphill almost two years ago.
Terri, who has taken over from Teo, who used to lead the theatre workshop on a Tuesday, gave a rough outline of how she intended the year ahead to develop, with new drama projects. Then a time doing exercises, warm-ups of a wide variety. One game where the team was put into pairs. One member of the group did a mime and the other person had to copy it. For example, a certain sort of job, such as a plumber, fisherman or whatever.
After lunch, Terri talked about a Royal pudding. It sounded weird at first, but it was connected to the Queen's Jubilee this year, her Platinum, which marks her 70 years on the throne. Buckingham Palace has unveiled a competition for people to create a pudding for Her Majesty. From this the guys did a piece which was based on the television show 'The Great British Bake Off.' They had to make a pudding or cake (not real by the way. Everything imaginary and mimed.) Following the format of G.B.B.O. the team had to 'make' their pudding or cake and, as some of us went round, in the style of the presenters from the show as well as the judges, in this case Paul Hollywood and Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth, they could describe in fairly minute detail the pudding or cake they were 'making.' At the end of the mock 'two hours' they had to present their concoction to the judges and then the judges went away to decide on 'Star Baker' and eventually an over-all winner.
A really great day and I'm so glad to be back at Camphill, although wearing a face covering does make life somewhat more difficult, especially talking as it does muffle your voice, and it's often difficult to judge a person's facial expression and to sometimes hear what they are saying. The sooner the Government realises that they don't really have much of an effect on restricting the virus, the better, infact, removing all the restrictions, the world would be a far better place.
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