day off

Sort of. But up to Walthamstow in the evening to meet Janet – our Dog-Woman in Sexing The Cherry and do some pre-rehearsal text work. And eat pizza.

The sausage sandwiches last night were a triumph…and the best thing about sausage sandwiches for supper is cold sausage sandwiches for breakfast the next day. Maybe this blog should be more about theatre and less about food?