|This cake went everywhere; College, Hair, Gay bar and back home again|
Now I am resigned to the grown up which involves getting up, going to work, coming home from work, eating and looking for jobs. I'm at a bit of a disadvantage having come from a science background and wanting to work in theatre admin. If only there was a way of expressing how much I love the theatre and also how much I know compared to all these Arts graduates. I guess that's what this blog is for, although this entry has contained nothing deep or thoughtful about the arts. Apologies, this is due to the lack of new theatre in my life at the moment. Stotfold is hardly the centre of culture- the nearest we get is the Christian choir and an am-dram group putting on tired murder mysteries. My Dad and I always had a pipe dream of opening an Arts centre here- part book shop, part cafe, part gallery and part performance space. I'd run the theatre company performing classic musicals (for the old dears) in rep with new contemporary musicals, whilst Dad put on open Shakespeare in the Summer. Anyone would be allowed to use the space and we'd make the money through the cafe and bookshop (which would obviously specialise in sheet music, theatre books and train books). Unfortunately we don't have the money and even if we did, the house we wanted to use has been turned into a day nursery. So until I find I job and move back to London I remain Theatre girl in a cultureless world.