Disability training required!

Firstly, a quick reminder for the newer folk around here, and numbers do seem to have exploded viewing this, so…I’m on holiday now, in Seattle. What this means for those lucky people who know to read both blogs, there’s no point, they just get copy and paste treatment, as most would want to know the same things, and besides, I dont have the time to write 2! So… Yes, I know, its been a while, but more on that in a moment!

Strictly, the holiday made an early start on Thursday, as I went into Am Dram mode again in Cookridge, with a couple of work friends. I would spend time praising the performance to the hilt, and telling you to go see it, but there were only 3 shows, its finished by now, but…It was really good, I must say, as was the meal before that, both the food, and the company.

I was going to post something on Friday re the reduction of stakes on the ghastly machines in betting shops nowadays, from £100, to £2, but firstly I ran out of time, having my hair done (shock horror, I’m not a natural blonde!), and then packing to come here. So it never happened. Mind, as the reduction wont kick in until 2020, I shall probably be rude about the betting industry before then!

Yesterday was just a typical US Travel day in so many ways, that I’ll only pass on the interesting details. Yes, Manchester Airport redeemed themselves this time, though they get one more chance to mess up yet. As does Seattle, where a lovely young lady not only helped me through, and got my baggage for me, she actually ran me over to where the hotel courtesy shuttles pick up, and I’m sure thats not in their job description. But the middle one… No, it wasnt bad, just the opposite in fact, really good service, but…

Every other airport I’ve seen in the US (even before I needed this ‘old crock’ service) has either had a separate line for wheelchair passengers, or mingled them into the crew column, or a mix of both. Ah, but this is Vegas, so…Its not the biggest International sector, I suspect it doesnt need it. So there is a crew column, but access passengers…no! Seems we, regardless of nationality go into the US there, in the US citizen queue. So yes, lol, dont tell Trump, but I’m a US citizen, of sorts! Not really, but yes, it was amusing.

Today has been relatively quiet, as I gave the body chance to recover in advance with planning. In truth, with the warmth here, less needed, but anyway… Just to say, for those who care, I now have an active US cell phone again, until next Sunday, so if you wish to talk, for any reason, just ask for number. If I dont know you of sorts, tell me why you want to talk to me, OK? Not saying I wont give it, but just curious, thats all. Only works for 8 days anyway!

OK, there has to be a down point, doesnt there? Yes, there is one, though hopefully the Mariners will sort it out, they have been emailed already. The game was great, the only snag being that the seat was up more than a few stairs, which didnt help, but I got there eventually, with only minimal soreness. No reason they should have known, I’m not obviously disabled (brace is under top/skirt, and fact not mentioned), so how would the poor guy picking my seat know? I did come down after 7.5 innings, I needed to go ‘somewhere’, and never went back up. Actually found a more comfortable seat for the other 3.5 innings, as it went to overtime. Then, after Seattle had won…

Given I was sore, and given there was a sign for a disabled elevator nearby, I decided to use that to get downstairs, rather than struggling down a large number of stairs, in a large crowd of people. Unfortunately, the lady in the elevator had either failed her disability training, had never been given any, or just didnt think it applied to anyone in less than a wheelchair! So when I, and another lady who said she had walking difficulties got into the lift, she bluntly told us that the lift wasnt meant for ‘people like you’, and pointing at a couple of mothers, with buggies behind us, said, “Its meant for them!”. I have no objection to them using it, but it does say its a disability elevator, so… Complaint email has been sent to the Mariners accordingly! Do I expect anything more than platitudes from them? Probably not! But put it this way, not that they will care, but I had planned a second game at some point Friday, or Saturday, but certainly wont be bothering now! I know, whats 1 customer to them, but all the same…

Fine, video time. I couldnt think of a song that really fitted in with all this, so just made a random choice of an under rated Soft Cell 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…