Panto Time

'Panto time is here again'...but this time it's my actual Job. YAY. We start rehearsals tomorrow and start touring on Saturday, which is all very exciting and after three months of mind numbingly boring day jobs I am more than ready for the challenge. HOWEVER...I have lost my voice, and with seven solos and two or three shows a day, I am slightly concerned. I am hoping that my voice will be back in time for performances, but who knows. Then again judging by how this year has gone in general nothing has been simple so maybe this is yet another hiccough that i am going to have to get through.

I am back at my parents house at the moment as the Panto is in Leeds. So I have had to leave my little flat in Romford till after Xmas. Which is strange, I like my life in London it's fun and comfy, and for the first time when I came up on the train on Saturday and looked out of the window at the terraced houses, fields and fog, the North did not feel like home. Later I went to the Playhouse that i used to be part of in Pateley Bridge, and again for the first time, I couldn't wait to leave. I didn't like the play, I found the people to be small minded, and I felt too big for the space. A little bit like when you go back to your primary school, you remember everything to be a lot bigger, but through adult eyes it looks small. I remember a time when I tried so hard to become a part of that Playhouse but now it's just part of my childhood. I haven't been in a play there since I went to University in 2007, and since then I have finished my degree, finished drama school and had a couple of years of living as an actor. and although I have been back numerous times since 2007, this time it felt different. Or maybe it is the same and I am different, either way It's not for Sarah any more.

Anywho in other news I went to see Nativity 2 on Friday, it's not as good as the first one but worth a go. Here's a song from the first one to get you in a christmassy mood:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NiJCVlf4IE0

Birthday for the 24th time

Yesterday marked my 24th Birthday, and to be honest I'm not sure what to think about it. I think 24 is still young? yeah 24 is still young. I have felt really alive and completely exhausted this week all at the same time, in fact today I phoned in sick to one of my nursery postings. I had a couple of days booked off this week anyway, and I figured one more wouldn't do any harm. Plus, I worked out that after this week my next day off will be Christmas day, which is a rather sobering thought. And also as I have a rather long acting assignment coming up, I don't want to become run down before I have even started it.

Also rather excitingly I have my birthday party to execute, which this year is a murder mystery night. I need to buy the food, decorate the room, organise the running of the actual murder thing and decorate myself all by Saturday night. But I am excited about it, and I have some ace people coming, actors mainly who will be spiffing.

My parents came down to visit me yesterday and brought all my presents down, I felt very spoilt. I am so fortunate to have so many people who actually give a damn about me. This year in many respects has been quite difficult for me, so it's nice to feel as though I am moving forward and that I have the backing of all these lovely and generous people. long live the big family.

yes life is nice at the moment...