Monday, November 02, 2009
2nd november.. and a message from the theatre at lunchtime to say that some poor self-hating souls are planning a demonstration outside the theatre tomorrow night.
i was frightened for a while; and then the Daily Mail called me.
This paper has been running a vile homophobic campaign and I knew theoretically I should have challenged the man about it, or maybe put the phone down... but he was pleasant enough and, as ever, i found myself unable to resist a conversation.
Probably to my disadvantage; after I put the phone down i made a resolution to really learn how to handle the press.
And as i was talking to him i suddenly felt so sickened by the whole affair and so disinclined to be involved any more...
but then i ran through the script in my head and as ever it strengthened me.
This was reinforced wheen I got to the theatre today.
The space is beautiful and I feel absolutely at home in it.
I have the strongest feeling that all will be well...
i was frightened for a while; and then the Daily Mail called me.
This paper has been running a vile homophobic campaign and I knew theoretically I should have challenged the man about it, or maybe put the phone down... but he was pleasant enough and, as ever, i found myself unable to resist a conversation.
Probably to my disadvantage; after I put the phone down i made a resolution to really learn how to handle the press.
And as i was talking to him i suddenly felt so sickened by the whole affair and so disinclined to be involved any more...
but then i ran through the script in my head and as ever it strengthened me.
This was reinforced wheen I got to the theatre today.
The space is beautiful and I feel absolutely at home in it.
I have the strongest feeling that all will be well...
Labels: inspiring a little hostility
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