Monday, August 8, 2011

The play's the thing.

This year's Riddled Amateur Dramatic play in support of Mental health week is the "Spanish Tragedy or Heronimo is Mad Again" the madcap school farce. I Kidd you not, it is hard work.
My role is mainly hanging about as can be seen here where Smut and Tigris and Greenish Hugh have burst in on the scene when my character Horatio has been put up on the coat hooks by the evil Jones Minor.
Note the use of speech bubbles we are pioneering for the hard of hearing. Some old folks have been known to come to our performances just because it's warm and there are pies at 10am but Mrs Miggin's last Artichoke, carrot and cockle pies has mostly seen them off.


7 comments:

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Riddled Amateur Dramatic play = RAD!

P.S> Mrs. Miggin works hard, but she forgets how long ago she bought things, sometimes.
~a

M. Bouffant said...

I'd been wondering what happened to Dido.

Packed it in & went south, eh?

tigris said...

I'd been wondering what happened to Dido.

Remember her, but forget her fate.

Also, how do I get my feet back on right? NOT COMFORTABLE.

Another Kiwi said...

Tigris, it's art, it's not supposed to be fecking comfortable.

tigris said...

Ooh, you come here and stand behind me where I can kick you.

Smut Clyde said...

To the tune of Queene Dido

I have to admit, she was an unexpected choice of replacement for Freddy Mercury.

Another Kiwi said...

And yet, strangely appropriate