A Touch of Class

•  Friday 9th October. 6.40 p.m. We are now in autumn, or fall, as it is known in America. There is a definite chill in the air and I am putting my shorts away and now wearing my full length trousers.
• Saturday 10th October. 8.50 p.m. I am pleased to report that my first play 'Hiding In The Smoke' is now edited and is a complete document, ready for printing. It will need some further work, for example, making sure all character names are consistent, basically, because some of them changed durng the course of writing and some will need to be cut completely. Also, it is likely to run far too long, so some pruning will need to take place, otherwise I can imagine it running to close on six hours!
• Sunday 11th October. 3.45 a.m. Far too early to be sitting here, writing this, but so what? I am just bursting with excitement, and I should come down out of the clouds, but someone on Linkedin has communciated and says he might be able to assist in getting my plays edited and prepared for possible staging. I know it will be a very long and complex journey, but, after all my efforts, this could be the beginning of something truly awesome, so watch this space!
• He is part of a literary agency and connected to one of the big London schools of acting. I am not going to say any more at this stage, except to say I now have that feeling in my stomach, the old 'butterflies in the tummy'feeling, which I used to get when I did 'The Book' on shows, when I was a D.S.M., and the entire play was in my hands, the actors' prompting, setting of props, timing the show and generally in charge of the entire thing.

7.30 p.m. I am currently watching the Amazon series 'Clarkson's Farm.' We must be at around season 5, and it gets really interesting. I was intrigued by it, because of the location of Chipping Norton, because many of my mother's family came from around that area. I think I mentioned somewhere in these posts, referring to the Ascott Martyrs, a group of women who lived in and sround the Ascott-Under Wychood area of Oxforedshire, duirng 1873 and were sent to Oxford Gaol, because they dared to picket a field, when the locql fqrmer bought in cheqp labour. Chipping norton was very much central to the incident. 

I mentioned about my brothers in an earlier post. I don't know whether I mentioned I never worked for my father, nor became involved in the farm, not that I didn'tl ike the country life, but I don't think I could have worked with my two elder brothers. One reason would be that they were almost permanently bad tempered, and they could be quite unpleasant, never seemed to be in a good mood over anything amd, I honestly don't think I would hae wanted to be permanently moaned at and, frankly, when they weere in full flow, they could be quitye intimidating.