The cast was warned to wear old clothes for rehearsals yesterday so that set for Empty could be properly trashed in accordance with my stage directions.
Up until the point that this actually happened, the chaos was something firmly contained inside my imagination. To see it for real was shocking, even pretty upsetting. If it happened in my house I would freak. We all agreed that we would freak.
I don’t want to give too much away in case anyone reading this comes to the production, but who would have thought a packet of Cheerios and some water could do so much damage?
My abiding memory of day is Sally Reid (who plays Bella), deciding she needed to wear wellies for the rest of the rehearsal and Ross Allen (Stevie) having little round ‘O’ s studded all over the pockets of his jeans.
Poor Dan and Sunita, who do the stage management, spent their lunch hour swabbing the rehearsal room floor.
The next time I see the play will be in the Tron for the first dress rehearsal next week, as I return to the world of books for a few days, visiting my old school for World Book Day among other things.
How sedate it is all going to seem compared to the adrenalin-surging pace of theatre . . .