An Ideal Husband - First Night: The Timelord and Women's Trousers

Very Interesting day. This was how it went. Started with a 9.00 lecture that was cancelled. Bit of a bugger. At 10.00 I met some 3rd years to do filming with them. One of them was John's flatmate so I sort of knew her. What I do in their film is essentially start it. Its a music video which begins with a clown in the middle of the stage who sings to the audience the first 30 minutes of the song. This meant that I had to repeatedly listen to the song in order to remember it for filming. I was then made-up to look like a clown using the fingertips of the two 3rd years and some face make-up. I also donned an orange shirt, a suit with a dandelion and a bowler hat. Filming went really quickly and they were really pleased with it. At 12.00 I drove to the Arts College and met Tim and Catherine and together we eventually managed to cram the chaise-lounge into the corsa. It was agony. Eventually it worked, but the boot wouldn't shut completely. With Catherine riding shotgun we eventually made it to the museum (going the wrong way out of the oneway street, cutting up a white car and parking in a disabled spot). At 2.00 I had a film seminar and after that I went back to the flat and did my bloody hair. Ow. Incidentally by the end of the night Grae said that both our hair styles matched. At 3.45 I drove to a Drama practical at Llanbadarn for 4.10. Me and Dom worked on the Dumb-Waiter and its going to be quite funny (when we know the lines). I finished the practical at 6.00 and drove to the museum where I performed at 7.30. A few problems before I started: I didn't have any trousers until about 20 minutes before the performance. Ben went and leant me a pair of his but they were too big. In the end (sigh) I had to borrow Becky's (Mrs Chevely). This -combined with the braces- felt as if my area below the equator was wrapped tightly in gaffa tape. The worst was when I got up from sitting down, because the braces went taught and sent my trousers further upwards. All because Grae nicked my trousers. I was however able to salvage the shirt I wore in Twelfth Night which was quite cool. ACT ONE Fine - had to improvise slightly ACT TWO Fine ACT THREE Fine - felt as if I was not often drunk for the whole of it though ACT FOUR Fine - Although I was a little rusty. Forgot to take on my draft of the letter. Just realised that in both Twelfth Night and this one, I have been the bearer of a letter. Afterwards after extracting myself from the trousers (sorry Becky), we all headed over to Varsity where me and Grae were very tempted to order a Hock and Seltza. By the way Grae looked so much like Dr. Who