Mary Poppins

On Saturday BigA drove me to school for the rehearsal of the school show. What a strange experience. It was very disorganized and so much of the time I felt we were focusing on things that really should have been done weeks ago. But the school is very lucky to have good technical equipment and a great dance department that may the show so much more professional than you'd expect from the rehearsal and meeting process. I think too that this week has been the most I've missed A. Show week holds many a happy and fun memory of our time together. When she was little and I worked at Southgate, she'd come to the weekend rehearsal. We would stop off at a small Tesco and get a picnic of sorts and I'd let her pick out a magazine, which was a real treat. In Malawi the main character in her yr 6 production and then at SAIntS she was in them each year, always a man or boy until the last year we were there when she was the lead in Hadestown. Always an excellent performer and knew exactly how to act and react, stunning voice too. There was a reason she won Drama student of the year most years (She deserved them every year) and it was partly that. That evening we had a guest/stranger stay over. I cooked a veggie feast and we drank wine and chatted all things roller derby (which is why they were staying) and other stuff too. BigA has been trying to sort the back room, the curtain rail fell off and so it gave him the impetus to get painting. 

It was the monthly Folk 33 this week and I did something I'm not sure I thought I was capable of. I sang one of mine and D's songs. Oof, that was tough. I didn't know how I would feel, without him playing but I know he would have been happy to have our music out there. He was a generous and kind man who loved me as much as I loved him. A lot. I chose one of our funnier ones. It got laughs in the right places. Then I returned home to a warming stew and my wonderful husband. 

The main focus of the week was the show, and it did go well. There are always things to improve and work on and if I'm still at the school because they have found a way to keep me, then I'll hopefully be in a position to ensure some of those for next year. I was frustrated at times but I know everyone means well. It does consume the week and so I've been little else to report for those days. It made my Friday off a relief, I simply was able to forget about the get out and sorting the aftermath. I went to my last art therapy session, a gentle and happy reflection that I'm really very ok and life is good and after I met up with U which is always a joy. Particularly lovely with the sunny day and blues skies. I had a very chaste booze week until yesterday when I went out with my lasting NCT pals. So J and I did something of a pub crawl, a pub on a bus included and met with Sonia and her husband for a couple not locations that ended up with a sing along where I sang terribly and laughed lots and lots. My head hurts a bit this morning but worth the fun. 

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