12 August was a Sunday this year. It was glorious. A friend of mine got married on Sunday. The venue is well known to me. CoombeLodge was often used as a venue for a roleplay job I do. I don’t think it’s used by that client any more. Almost every time I worked there, I would comment with colleagues that it would make a wonderful venue for a wedding. It has changed hands since I was last there and has been lovingly refurbished. It is a beautiful venue for a wedding.
One
actress/friend I worked with there used to say it would make a great location
for a promenade production of ‘Rebecca’ and I would be an ideal Mrs
Danvers. I am lucky that I have played
some excellent characters – Cathy Earnshaw and Catherine Linton in ‘Wuthering
Heights’ was a dream job; Lady Macbeth should have been a dream but the company
made it a bit of a nightmare; I have had several one-woman plays written
especially for me and I’m thinking of restaging one later this year. But to be
Mrs Danvers in ‘Rebecca’.
I
have always liked the 1940 film.
If you haven’t read Du Maurier’s book, do so. It is excellent. I haven’t seen a
stage adaptation of ‘Rebecca’ but would like to – from onstage of course and
Mrs Danvers is the role for me. Yes, that would be good.
Meanwhile
back to 12 August. The Glorious Twelfth has long marked the opening of the
hunting season in England. Specifically hunting by shooting grouse. Now I hunt
most days/weeks. That is I hunt for jobs. I’m freelance/self employed so I
rarely know where or when the next job will be, let alone what it will
be. I hunt by chasing leads, scouring casting websites, ‘networking’.
Every
social gathering is supposed to be a networking opportunity but when I am at a
good friend’s wedding I don’t really think that way. Even though I had to
deliver a reading (it went very well).
This
year 12 August was a Sunday and it is an offence to shoot grouse on a Sunday in
England, Wales or Northern Ireland. So the Glorious Twelfth had to start on 13th
- http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-19226263
On 13th I was mostly recovering from the wedding and ‘performing’ the previous
day in Birmingham at a friend’s special lunch. On 14th, I went to
London to do a demo recording for a big corporate voice job. On Wednesday, I
had a phone interview for a short film job. (Today I was told I’d got the gig
but I have turned it down – it’s low paid and in York, sometimes sensible me
overrides driven job hunter me.)
Now
I’m preparing for performing this evening. Just three more nights of a show I’m
in once a week throughout June, July and August. We have been receiving
excellent audience responses and great reviews.
This
nearly makes up for receiving a less than enthusiastic response to my new
showreel from a film company: “we would say that your
showreel's production really fails to highlight your obvious strengths as an
actress that has an impressive CV and is currently employed.” I disagree with this
assessment of the showreel. But then, of course, I would. However, I will
confine my disagreement. I’m not a grouse. I do want to be shot. Shot in a
film. It would be glorious.
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