Hi Diddly Dee, an Actor's Life for Me
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I was sorry to miss pre-Christmas drinkies on Saturday, but as I explained to Maisy I was in West Sussex being Father Christmas and a 7 foot goose. Ah yes - the panto season is upon us! Funnily enough I am actually now in a Christmassy frame of mind. I was expecting to be all Christmassed out by now (Oh yes I was! Oh no I wasn't!) but it hasn't happened yet. In fact, I have spent the evening so far putting up christmas lights and decorating my tree while listening to '50 Festive Hits', which was purchased in a very drunken state a few years ago... My Canadian friend Amy always used to disappear back to the motherland very early in December, so we (the 4 girls that lived in the house) would generally have our christmas meal, drink obscene amounts of cocktails and get into the festive spirit far too early. This particular year, we were absolutely ratted well before it got dark (oh dear...) and managed to run out of booze. After a drunken phone call to my brother to ask him the ingredients of a cosmopolitan, we decided to go to Sainsburys for supplies. Still wearing our party hats and christmas baubles we ventured out onto Kilburn High Road. As we passed Woolies I heard the strains of Merry Xmas Everybody coming out of the door and with a whoop of joy I danced in and tried to purchase a CD of Christmas music to complete our drunken festivities. However - shock! horror! - there were no cheesy Christmas CDs on the shelves. Having lost all sense of dignity a good few hours before, I marched up to the counter and demanded to know which album they were playing over the sound system. I think the young man behind the counter was a little unnerved by my Quorn chef's hat and flashing novelty earrings, but he very politely told me that this was the only copy they had. However, he was MORE than willing to sell it to me (he'd evidently had enough of such gems as Wombling Merry Christmas and The Millennium Prayer - can't think why!) The look of joyous relief on his face as I disappeared out of the shop was one of the best things I've seen in a long time...
He's behind you!
6.12.04 23:24
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(8.12.04 19:58) I hadn't imagined you to be so tall... I live near the Kilburn High road, and am always struck by the number and variety of Christmas junk stalls that are set up at this time of year, peddling everything from crackers to festive sticking tape. |
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(8.12.04 23:55) Ah yes, Kilburn High Road - Tat mecca... Also many christmas trees, which are slightly less in my way this year. They are sold on the corner of my road and Kilburn High Road and for the past few years have encroached onto the actual road. I did drive over one once in a fit of road rage. Made me feel much better! |
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(9.12.04 00:00) Oh, and I'm tall but not THAT tall - the goose head adds about a foot... |
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(11.12.04 01:20) It does indeed - my professional debut was as the Goose with the late Cyril Fletcher as Mother, and I was told to keep my knees bent at all times in order not to tower over the star. Absolute agony ... and probably the cause of current arthritic knees! Still, the Goose always gets the biggest round in the walkdown! |
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(11.12.04 07:56) I've never played the Goose. *sobs* |
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(13.12.04 21:51) Incy darling, you have no need of a beak and a a cute line in balletic moves to gain adoration... |
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(14.12.04 01:30) Katja, you are so sweet. You must pop round for a coffee sometime. x |
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(14.12.04 23:28) Ooh dear, I seem to recall getting into trouble over tea and biscuits before - what on earth could happen over coffee?! |
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(15.12.04 00:37) You're right - let's have hot chocolate instead. Very good for keeping warm at this time of year. |
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(15.12.04 19:58) Hello Incy, darling. I wondered what was keeping you...and Katja, you've been to the country? |
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(15.12.04 22:57) Why yes, H, I've been all over the country, in fact. Communing with geese and tractors and the like... Incy, hot chocolate sounds super - can we have marshmallows as well? |
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(15.12.04 23:53) Hello Heather - I'll be right along. Katja, perhaps we can dip the marshmallows - just a little - and see what happens to them. Maybe they taste better that way? |
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(17.12.04 20:45) I believe once they get heated they tend to get a bit sticky and dribbly. Mmmm... |
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(20.12.04 17:47) Sounds deliciously messy - we'd be covered in lots of sweet, sticky stuff after eating them. |
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(20.12.04 18:17) Pfft. |
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