Thursday, 10 May 2012
Rainy days and Sundays always get me down.....
Well, the Sunday part of that quote isn’t quite true; it is my one day off from work and the tour so I actually live for each Sunday and the promise of seeing loved ones but rainy days do get me down. At the risk of being quintessentially English and at a loss for things to say (a great trait in a writer I hear you scoff!) I am mentioning the weather. Everybody else is; droughts, hose pipe bans, torrential rain for weeks and a tornado north of Oxford! I saw that one on the news on Monday, there must be a very confused girl in gingham with pigtails having landed in Sunderland lamenting “Toto, I don’t think we’re in Banbury anymore!”
We all thought Spring had sprung but it has sprung a leak and I have to admit it has made me lose my touring mojo. A fellow cast member and I reflected on this as we went for a run yesterday (in the rain) realising we hadn’t been sightseeing in the last few weeks or made the most of the cities we’ve visited. I dripped my way through Oxford quite glad at the respite of spending nearly every day rehearsing inside work and Leicester went past in a grey haze. Instead of exploring the Oxford Spires or the potentially pretty Victoria Park surrounding DeMontfort Hall I have rediscovered my love for DVD boxsets and crawling back into bed as the clouds continue to batter Britain. This is not normal me behaviour since I past 25 years old and is quite frankly concerning me.
I don’t think I suffer from that SAD syndrome where people suffer depression during the winter months but I certainly feel brighter and have a zest for life when the sun is out. Don’t we all? I tried to fake it with a visit to a sunbed centre which only resulted in a sweatier show than normal and a seriously bad burnt bum-cheeks situation.
Maybe I am just hibernating and conserving energy for work or maybe I need to google anti-rain dance rituals. If you see a girl banging sticks and wailing at the sky outside The Salford Lowry Theatre you may want to stay away as I will have finally lost the plot or join in, you never know we could coax out the sun with a group onslaught! We’re heading to Glasgow next week so we need all the help we can get!