It’s been a pleasant week; I’ve only just started work in real earnest. Lucky me. I’ve worked on the prison book, and had a day in the prison. This wasn’t bad; the group worked well together as always. Soon a couple of them will be released, and one will be working outside the prison, and a couple of others will have been with me for a long time, so I’m going to recruit a whole new batch from my waiting list. It’s awful, though, having to tell some people that it’s time for them to make way for others – they value the writing sessions so much. But it has been made clear to me from those above that this is the way it has to be.
We had a readthrough of Will you marry me?, the play that TADS will be putting on in the Worcestershire Theatre Festival. It all sounded pretty good, so it’s full steam ahead now – rehearsal schedule done, and we’re scouting for props (like Scouting for Girls but less musical). We had a TADS’ meeting, too; not much going other than my little play, and it didn’t take me long to write the minutes.
Apart from prison work and prep for this week, I’ve been to see Jack Reacher (better than I expected, but I wasn’t expecting much), taken all the decorations down (which I don’t enjoy at all), mended a wall, and chopped down my over-exuberant Virginia creeper, with much help from The Bloke.
And now it’s back to work with a vengeance. Actually, not with any vengeance – what a strange expression that is! – I’m looking forward to it all.