We've salvaged the drama situation. It's fine. It's hard work, but we're getting there. The tea run in the middle was certainly needed. I had to foot the bill, but Luke was there, as ever, so it wasn't all bad.
On Wednesday I trekked out to the deepest darkest depths of Wigan to watch a performance of The Last Five Years. It was good. Unfortunately, the girl's voice was beginning to go by performance time, but ah well. The temperature was about minus four for my return journey, which involved a lot of waiting around and reading Wilde.
Tonight has been extremely fun. Mr Brown is still rather distant, but that didn't stop us. Driving home through Boltington, Chris decides to turn the music (Wicked - What is This Feeling?) exceedingly loud and lower the windows, bathing the townsfolk in our musical glory. We so nearly crashed. In units of fun per second, that was the most intense it's been in a while.
Now, back to the Personal Statement writing. "/.
1 comment:
Haha yess, she's still an incredibly good singer.
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