Tuesday. 6.45 p.m. It's been very humid today. As I write this post, the sun is out, but it's very close.
I have been to Camphill, working in the performance art workshop in the Chrysalis Theatre. Many of the group were on holiday, so we had around half the normal quota.
A young lady came to the workshop to sample what we get up to. I'm not entirely sure if she was comfortable with some of the activities. Unfortunately, during one of the games we play, one of the guys said something entirely inappropriate and Terrie had to take him out of the theatre and deal with the situation it caused. He remained out of the group until after lunch, and later in the afternoon he apologized for his behaviour. Whether he had learnt from his actions, it was unclear. It did rather upset the dynamic of the group.
Paul, who if one of the permanent staff within the workshop, was off ill, so the whole team had to be reorganized. Fewer regular members of the group were on holiday. In fact, the group was about half what it is normally.
As Usual, we began with a check in, although very much depleted, so it went relatively quickly. A few warm-ups and drama games (during which the 'incident', as reported above, took place.)
As you may, or may not, know, we've been developing three silent movies in the theatre workshop. This has been ongoing since the production of 'Twelfth Night.' One is a 'pirate' swashbuckler, the second is a 'Western', and the third, which is the one I've been involved in, is a 'Time-travelling' epic. Because we didn't have the full complement of performers or staff to oversee the rehearsals of them all, the 'Time-Travelling' one wasn't worked on, so I got put with the 'Pirate' one. I was supposed to be the captain of the ship and at one point, later in the afternoon, we rehearsed the central sword fight between the pirates and the captain's crew. Then during all this, George, who is one of the regular gang, who doesn't live at Camphill and who his hearing impaired but is excellent at B.S.L. (British Sign Language) taught some of the gang sign language for some of the words which are used in the script, the idea being that the film, when it is eventually shown to an audience, would be accessible to those with hearing impairment.
Wednesday. 10.15 a.m. I was out early with Alfie at around 5.15.
It's not quite so clammy and hot this morning. The digital thermometer currently reads 25ºC.
I've been to Sainsbury's. On Friday evening at the Oaktree Centre we have another quiz session, so I've been to buy a few prizes and snacks, so I'm stocked up.
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