Friday, 14 May 2010

Remembering Who I Was


It seems like a million years ago now, but this must have been about 1971/72 at the school summer fete in Longlevens, the area where I grew up. I remember that my sisters Lorraine and Sally had done a rehearsal earlier in the week. I was in my swimming trunks that had been tastefully arranged with crepe paper flowers, whilst my sister Sara was in a similarly adorned swimsuit. We both had crepe paper flowers on our head and on my torso was written Flower Power - it was the seventies after all! I remember at the rehearsal I looked great but on the day our mother had to do the body painting because Sally and Lorraine were working. I look at this picture now and still giggle at my mother's dreadful lettering and insane face painting (actually, this was at a time before face paints were available so we just used watercolours). We won! I guess we looked kinda cute, and the Mayor of Gloucester - Mayor's really looked like Mayor's in those days - presented us with first prize. It was an enormous tin of watercolour paints, which I probably used more than Sara.

For the first 18 years of my life I always imagined that I would spend the rest of my life at 6, Church Road, Longlevens, Gloucester GL... well, you never actually needed postcodes then. I can't even begin to imagine how different things would have been had I still been living there. I have an enormous family who I rarely see these days and I am no longer in contact with my mother. I think about her occasionally, like when I was scanning in this photo and I try hard to remember the happy times we shared but it gets more and more difficult as time moves on.

Monday, 10 May 2010

Denim

Off to search for a new pair of jeans. Imagine my shock at discovering that I am now a size 34" waist. Bloody hell! How did that ever happen? I now have the perfect outfit for Julie's Black & White party in July. Needless to say, I went on to try to find some blue jeans and was met with so many different shapes and cuts that I got completely lost. I also discovered another phenomenon - the ignorant sales assistant. As any of my close friends will tell you I rarely shop for clothes, so competant advice is important to me. I didn't meet a single shop assistant who felt it their job to assist me.

In fact, it was as much as they could do to unlock the door of the changing room for me. No wonder purchasing online is becoming preferable - at least there you have drop down boxes!

Friday, 7 May 2010

Rules


After leaving Euston Sean and I headed back to the West End. I was desperately hungry and Sean decided on treating me to a meal at Rules, London's oldest restaurant. I had only eaten there once before as a 40th birthday present from Jacqui Stuart, so I knew I was in for a treat. We also happened upon Gareth, taking a break from moving scenery on Love Never Dies.

Rules was absolutely gorgeous. We began with a Rules cocktail - Dubonnet, Gin and Champagne followed by our starters. I had the Fois Gras and Sean had the Potted Shrimp. For the main course we opted for the Roast Beef and OMG, how good a choice was that?! Mouthwateringly succulent thick slices of tender beef, accompanied by Yorkshire Pudding, Creamed Leeks, Potatoes Dauphinoise and grated fresh Horseradish. For desert, I opted for the cheeseboard whilst Sean savoured the Treacle Sponge.

Now I shall just have to think of a suitable way to work off those calories - any suggestions?

Lingering Whispers

Last night, Sean and I geared ourselves up for Lingering Whispers, an art gallery installation at Euston. I had been looking forward to this event for some time and Sean had made a couple of hats for the extremely glamorous Clementine, the Living Fashion Doll. Clementine was performing at the venue and in all honesty seemed to be the biggest draw. The rest of the venue offered space to over forty artists to show some of their work. I can understand how wonderful it is that Predrag Pajdic, the curator, has helped this event come to fruition but the room seemed to be brimming with missed opportunities. Such a venue - the Crypt of StPancras Church - is bristling with potential and yet many of the installations seemed fairly perfunctory. There were moments of inspiration, not least Carolyn Cowan's photography and an alcove laid out like a 1940's lounge and some interesting batik but little to keep one lingering.

We have developed a passion for self promotion on the internet - it's generally cheaper and easier and will ensure that your work is seen by a massive audience - but have we completely forgotten the power and possibilities behind a live installation?

The drama! That's what was missing from my evening - drama!

My First Podcast

http://blogs.thestage.co.uk/podcasts/2010/05/debbie-reynolds-the-stage-podcast-62/index.html

What a way to start!!!!

Thursday, 6 May 2010

The Sights You See


One of the great things about living in London is you never know what or who you are going to see next. Only last week I met up with Howard around town and in Trafalgar Square we got a glimpse of the Batmobile being un-crated. Bizarre!

Hair - the street art


I am not sure if this was an art installation or just some weird Soho schtick, either way it prompted me to use my mobile phone as a camera. If you are wondering, then the answer is yes, it was all hair!?!