So what do you want?

I must admit that I used to have the patience of an ‘angel’, and you’d have to really wind me up to get any reaction out of me. Mind, when you did, it was a bit like the Incredible Hulk, and you didnt want to see me when I was angry.

Funny thing is, now its sort of turned around 180 degrees. Now whether this is because I’m just losing patience with youngsters who think they know everything, and dont necessarily do so, or whether its just because I’m getting old, and therefore getting grumpy, or maybe the pills I now have to take for all my ailments, no idea, but my fuse is definitely a lot shorter than it used to be. But at the same time, I dont explode like I used to, either.

To be honest, maybe I had a long fuse when I was younger, because it was diplomatic to do so. If you worked in Amateur Dramatics (or to a lesser degree, school dramatics), you would come across the diva types (both genders), who thought the whole production revolved around them, and no one else really mattered. So those of us not so inclined tended to just roll our eyes, and let them get on with it, and leave it to the producer/ director to try and keep things civil.

I’m sure the PC crowd seem determined to drive me to frustration too, but that could just be related to everything else. Yes, politics is driving me to distraction too, but until I’m officially medically retired, I need to be careful what I say on that front, especially concerning this country, and Europe. I’m shallow enough to admit that if Trump were to offer me a lifetime visa, or Green Card, then I might be less inclined to be nasty about him, but unless that very unlikely event happens (especially since becoming disabled), no chance.

My suspicion is that all the extra pain I now suffer, and now adding in the fact that there are times when my brain really doesnt want to work properly any more doesnt help. But is that the only issue, probably not? Add in a few people who seem determined to annoy me over various little issues online, and yes, I snap easier! Oh, you could toss in that now I dont get out very much, so lack for obvious blog subjects, and well… 😉

OK, tonights video song is nearly as old as me. I dont know if it still is, but for a long time, this was the shortest pop song to ever top the UK charts, at well under 2 minutes! And what are snappy, feisty old women likely to say?

If words could make wishes come true?

Fine, I’m in a sort of ‘What if?’ mood tonight, so if thats not your thing, maybe you should pass on this one tonight? It probably is a ‘week of my 60th Birthday’ thing, so if anyone has anything cheery they would like for Thursday night, please let me know. Inspire me, and all that.

Yes, its probably because I’m looking back on my 60 years (less 3 days, at time of posting) and thinking I havent done much that I’m going to leave as a mark when I’m gone. I know, I’ve done more than many, I’ve written, I’ve acted, but nothing that I’m ever going to be remembered for 5 years down the road, let alone decades! And the highest level my sporting skills ever got me was into County Competitions when at school, so nothing notable there either.

I suppose its fair to say, as you might have gathered from the title of this blog, the one that probably annoys me the most is the acting one. Yes, if I’d had the chance to go to University, get involved in drama there, well who knows?  That was just a piece of fate I had no control over, the child with a single parent who had to go out to work as soon as she was old enough, and the rest was history. Yes, I have done amateur dramatics since then, but nothing in a long while now, and I think in terms of genuine roles, I’m probably done by now.

So yes, I’m sort of seeing Friday night as that final fling, the final farewell, or whatever you like to call it, even if its not strictly acting. Its just being dressed up, albeit for a very good cause, as a Flapper girl from the 20’s, which will be a lot of fun, but somehow I suspect I’ll be the only one putting much thought into the role, all the same. Might be a few others, but I suspect for most, its just a night out dressed up, helping a good cause.

No, I have no plans to go over the top in the role, but I’m sure I will put a bit of effort into it, just to satisfy myself, if nothing else. But yes, I plan to have fun at the same time. Who knows who will be there, though I doubt I will be whisked off to Broadway, Hollywood, or even the London theaters due to my work lol! Strictly, it may not even be it, but being honest, I cant see my body getting strong enough to do much again, or the opportunity being likely to arise unless I put a lot of effort in, and at my age, I’m probably past that point!

But yes, one big last performance, absolutely, just for me. As I say, I’m not saying there wont be more, but in all honesty, I have my doubts. So no, I’ll have to pass on that Oscar now, lol! 😛

Still, for one night, I can act out the life of a 20’s flapper, and not worry about anything else. Well, maybe the length of my dress, I suspect, but otherwise… lol?

OK, the video. Someone who died far, far too young, at the age of 30. I know, older than Harlow, but all the same, a talent lost way too early. The blog title, a line from this gorgeous song

Oh what a farce (good kind)

For many years, from primary school times, until the turn of this century (yes, I’m not quite that old, not in this life, anyway), I took numerous turns as an actress. No, I cant remember all the weird, and possibly wonderful parts I played in those 30 years or so, and there are probably some I wouldnt want to remember anyway! I suspect the first was probably an angel, or a shepherd in a school nativity play, and the last was something more challenging acting wise, though I cant remember the exact details now! Was somewhere in West Dorset, and thats as good as the memory is nowadays.

I know that in the intervening period I’ve been to more than a few shows, plays, movies, and musicals, but always as a member of the audience. Technically I have performed in that period (at least 1 is on You Tube, though you’d be hard pressed to find it without the link, and not sure if I still have it, but suspect I have?), but in terms of dramatics, thats pretty much it.

And no, I never made the bigger stages of London, Broadway, and the like. I might have appeared on a Broadway, but that would have been as part of the name of the road that a theater, or a hall was on, not the New York one!

But certainly for a number of years now, if I’ve been to a performance, its been a professional affair, and the tickets have probably sold for ‘medium to silly’ amounts of money. So last night, for the first time in many years, I went back to my roots, Amateur Dramatics. I cant remember how I first got involved in them, but it would have related to appearances in grammar (secondary) school plays, I’m sure. Someone mentioned me back then, and from there, I joined up with a few groups, and I would like to think performed decently. Well, I guess if I didnt, I wouldnt have been invited to do more!

Then somewhere along the line, around the time in London, I just stopped trying to perform. No idea why, it just happened. And given the state of my physical health now, that probably is it, unless something amazing happens.

‘Love’s A Luxury’ was a farce presented by the Cookridge Amateur Dramatics Society last night, and I was amongst the audience. Principally because one of my work colleagues was taking part in the production. 3 of us from work went together, had a good meal, then on for the show.

I’m sure I must have done farce in my time, because nearly every ‘Am Dram’ group tries at least one, but I dont remember any, if I did. This was great fun, plenty of mistaken identity, and confusion over events, and an entertaining ending to boot. Yes, loved it, though I suppose there were more than a few moments when it felt odd being in the audience at such an event, but I soon got over them.

Did I miss the nervous tension of performing such a show? Probably!
Would I do it again myself, given the chance? Possibly, though given that now I would need a part that required little, or no mobility, outside of a wheelchair at present, I doubt it will happen. Even if my body gets no worse, I cant see it improving dramatically, and thats what I would need at present.
No health issues, or a suitable role? Yes, I probably would, and love it, but I suspect its not to be, anyway.

But who knows, in the world of acting…?

I was trying to think of a suitable video, and this was about as close as I could get. Anyone who has seen, or acted in a farce knows that its quite a circus at times, so…