The Epicness of the Bare Stage!

Last night I sat in the audience of the Manchester Dance House in complete and utter panic. What if the props weren't right, what if they forgot their lines, what were we going to do about the magic dissappearing lantern, what was going to happen after the cue for 'Fie sir, fie!'?!?!

But may I say, the cast of 'King Lear' were absolutely amazing, I have never been so proud than when the lights went out and they all took their curtain call (although folks, there was no need to stand on stage for quite so long). It was amazing, it really was, and everybody onstage (and Jodie being frantic backstage) did so incredibly well. Seriously! Considering that we only started seven weeks ago, what they managed to pull off was astonishing. :) I am so very proud, and there's an odd mixture of relief, and real sadness that it's all finished. My last ever (extra curricular) play, and over and done with. *sob*

It'a also quite odd that now, for the first time in a good few years, I'll be able to go home on time on a Tuesday, Thursady and Friday. Imagine the strangeness. :)
Now, the following are quotes from the cards I got:

'We know it will be amazing,
We know this to be true,
King Lear will be super-great
And not a pile of poo'

'Hope the rehearsals have been going well under the capable direction of director Katie (LOL). I'm expecting a suitably grim play, no room for comedy in this one...Well done Katie (I think).'

'Good Luck dude!!'

'You shall be the next Steven Spielberg. but more feminine. And less American'

Thankyou folks! :)

*sniffle*