Time to start thinking about the next play. Eek. I'm meeting up with Dave Waller on Monday to have a chat about writing something together. Massively looking forward to getting stuck in. We met up in a wierd pub in Kings Cross early on in the summer to have a think about what the play would be about. After about 6 pints the loose idea was developed. The scene is set in a) a charity shop, b) a record shop or c) a supermarket. The story is about how the same situation can be interpreted completely differently depending on whether a you're a boy or a girl. We couldn't think of any examples as we were a bit too pissed and were totally misinterpreting what each other was saying.
Don't think that one's going to be an award winner. Try and get something written down before I get stuck into the gin on Monday.
Saturday, 25 September 2010
Friday, 10 September 2010
Em and I have had a lovely coffee with gorgeous Charlotte Semlyen from South East Dance who lent us her business brain to talk about the company and ask the boring questions about insurance and stuff.
I say it was a lovely coffee, it was lovely company, yes, but the coffee left a bit to be desired. Anyway, we're a bit more up to speed now about financey stuff as well. Which is no bad thing seeing as Emily budgeted that everyone would be paying 50p to see the show in the festival last year. Which is less than the cost of a Mars bar (I hear).
And (and this isn't really an and, more of a big sigh) I'm going to be turning 32 on Monday. So let this be the best next year for the company. Wrinkly old fingers crossed.
I say it was a lovely coffee, it was lovely company, yes, but the coffee left a bit to be desired. Anyway, we're a bit more up to speed now about financey stuff as well. Which is no bad thing seeing as Emily budgeted that everyone would be paying 50p to see the show in the festival last year. Which is less than the cost of a Mars bar (I hear).
And (and this isn't really an and, more of a big sigh) I'm going to be turning 32 on Monday. So let this be the best next year for the company. Wrinkly old fingers crossed.
Wednesday, 1 September 2010
So we're sat off in the back garden enjoying last of the summer rays (and wine!) trying to talk strategically about the next step for broken leg. The second bottle of wine is lubricating some fab ideas. So, if you are a sugar daddy who has a few thousand to spare in return for a cheap bottle of wine and smelly cheese with the company of a couple of 30 somethings (Emily that is, Anna's still quite young) then please e-mail we'redesperateandskint@hotmail.com.
We look forward to hearing from you. Or seeing your porsche parked outside.
We look forward to hearing from you. Or seeing your porsche parked outside.
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