Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Low Tide05:42 (0.40m)
High Tide11:59 (2.40m)
Low Tide17:43 (0.70m)
High Tide23:55 (2.70m)
Sea temperature: not taken
Sea conditions: shallow water, small waves just at crutch height for about 100 yards
Weather: thick fog
Joined by: a lone fisherman
Topics of conversation:
The shallow water - the tide was mid way and yet seemed too far out again, we had to wade through the water to get out far enough to swim, which in this weather is not fun. There was much, much more swearing and shouting than usual and even DK, normally so demure, used a few choice words as the little waves lapped at our nether regions. We were able to compare leg length as the cold water hit each of us in between the legs at different times. I'm not sure if it's an advantage to have a short body and long legs as I heard the others gasp in shock before it had hit me. We joked that we'd have to stick together as the fog was thick and we could lose sight of one another or the shore. I've just returned home to an email from a friend whose house has unparalleled views over the shore and she asked if I'd been wearing my high vis bikini this morning, err no, that's why you couldn't see me!

 The village production (we mustn't call it a panto...) is high on the list of topics this week as The Pirate's son is starring, DK is musical director and I'm the MUG (make up girl). It starts this time next week and with the technical rehearsal at the weekend tempers are running high. In the last 24 hours there have been numerous rows between cast and crew and various people threatening to walk, including a bad tempered Badger and a butler in drag, all over a door knocker. The desire for perfection is so great that there's even been an almost tearful yet very talented Toad. I've never known such drama off stage (and I worked with animals and children in live TV for many a year). Although it's not a panto, we decided that the off stage stuff is, or perhaps a soap opera. The Pirate's son is absolutely brilliant, as in his performance would stand up in the West End. He is playing Ratty and is doing so with great charm, he plays it with subtlety and yet gets everything just right, it helps that it's a musical and he can sing, dance and act all at the same time, which the director keeps pointing out is quite important. He and Toad managed to turn one scene in the first run through I saw into a homoerotic comedy sketch, which had the audience of cast and crew in stitches, but is clearly not the ticket on the night (shame...). Memo to self: must prepare 6 moustaches for Ratty and one for each of the constables for each night... quick tally makes that 32 moustaches by Monday.
Ratty trying on his moustache

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