Bit sozzled, but I realise it has been at least two weeks since the last blog. Thought time flew in L.A but actually it slows down out there. Have been meeting with various agents, won’t say who, but they were brilliant, how on earth does one choose between them? They have all offered to me, which is very pleasing. Have met up with plenty of businesses, all of whom have offered as well, and once again I am left with a time dilemma and a need to work out my point of focus.
Big Bruv has bought a wonderful property which has engendered family excitement. Every member of the family are enjoying the potential vicariously, he meanwhile happy, but alert. Luckily, he will store our sofa (George Smith, famous for creating beautiful but huge furniture) and our dining table and chairs (Lombok – wonderful Indo Chinese dark wood stuff) and my chairs that I got at auction for £11, (four Oak green leather chairs, estimated at between £50-£70) which look straight out of one of Dickens’ law offices. He will also house my artisan hat stand bent and manipulated out of light wrought iron, and highly sought after. As well as a cumbersome rocking chair, over which he seems more excited, as among the talents of being ridiculously clever, he also plays a ton of string instruments and fancies strumming a few in that “said” rocking chair.
Am slowly but surely catching up with friends since L.A. Still not seen most of them. One hopes to see a few at a charity show next week. I will also be seeing Yes Prime Minister at Trafalgar Studios on Friday 6th July (oddly our ten year wedding anniversary, but I believe we celebrate it the following evening). A mate is in it, and I also had the pleasure of meeting Michael Simpkins the other day who stars in it, brilliant he will be, no doubt.
I watched the Captain play the Prime Minister for Talawa’s Firsts Season, in Keepsake by Fraser Ayres, who also performed in this two hander with him. It was outstanding and reinforced why I feel so glad to be in this profession. Talawa is a seriously wonderful organisation, handled on the front line by the beautiful Havana and managed brilliantly by Michael Buffong. I wish it well, may it go far, it deserves to do so.
Kate Terence's Letters from London 