Are You Decent?

We're fully dressed: suited, booted and almost cross-gartered. For the first time I really let go (almost completely) and watched as a punter: it's magnificent. A little on the slow side to begin with, but stunning. We'll have a little warm up before tonight, and I'm sure those fanged butterflies will put pay to any lethargy.

By the second half it was unstoppable. I've watched this damn thing a zillion times and I'm STILL hooked by every word. Some of these scenes are exceptional now. By Saturday we'll be getting an invite to the Oscars (or the Rose Bowl perhaps).

No notes; my job is done.

Bea tries to make a silk purse out of my pig's dead-body-outline.


The Trust are the photogenic players of choice, as ever.