dream the sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth…

So now we’re up in derbyshire. I would say sunny derbyshire but that alas would be an outright lie. Yesterday’s rehearsal took place in anoraks and umbrellas. But I’m still optimistic for the performances. Perhaps naively…

Still the house and garden are beautiful and it’s lovely living and eating all together. Gives me lots of inspiration for the Metta Theatre commune idea that I’ve been stewing over for years. Just got to get Will on side…oh and buy a massive house and garden, of course.

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