Feeling Tech Tech Tech

It's hot for somewhere up North.

So. The tech. It’s a all about the lino. That amazing lino. Ooh, doesn’t it change the space. Do you reckon it’s central heated? Well, it is the future. Maybe, at Christmas it snows upwards and Dorcet and Cohen build snowmen and Talulah sticks chic peas on it for the eyes.

We have a lino floor. It’s very cool. It changed the space and everything.

The only problem is that for the first two hours of the tech we were looking at the lino contemplating it’s greatness and well, not doing too much else. Okay, us actors weren’t doing too much else. Our Production Manager, Dan Staniforth and Designer, Vicky Johnstone, were doing lots of things but actors don’t get involved in all that, do we? No, we must focus and run lines and drink tea and look at all the religious books backstage that make up the library of the chaplaincy where we are performing. Yes.

So two hours in we were…um…kind of behind schedule but that’s fine because we had 30 minutes left to plot the lights and do a top and tail of each scene and then do a getting out practice. This is the thing, it ain’t about doing the show. It’s about the get in and get out and not running over time and costing the company 50 quid for every minute that we run over.

Truth is the show is in fantastic shape anyway, so it’s just the technical stuff that needs sorting. That’s the glory of previews. Our first of which is tomorrow at 12 midday. Apparently some national press are in. No pressure. Ha. I’m an actor, I scoff in the general direction of national press. I sniff at the very…I love you. Be nice to us. I’d do anything. I could play Nancy. I could I could I could.

So come along and see a bit of a play about family and friendship and the destruction thereof and a bit of death and oh yeah, maybe some redemption at the end of it all. You might laugh at the sex robot too, as well as fancying her a little bit and wanting one and maybe thinking about what would happen if……