Just one day to go, then, in the current position. Am jumping ship for six months to join the features desk. And then...well, you'll have to wait and see. As ever, I feel indifferent. We lie, I suppose, to our employers, telling them that we embrace change and get excited by new challenges, when all we want is to be left alone. Glad to be leaving this rather peculiar type of news behind, though.
Went to see the first of Alan Ayckbourn's celebratory 50 Year's New events in Scarborough last night. It charted the first decade of the Stephen Joseph Theatre and was very interesting, and made us laugh a few times too. Mainly the big man himself sharing anecdotes. Actors from the current company did some readings - quite unique airing of part of Ayckbourn's first play The Square Cat, which has not seen the light of day since 1959. Was particularly enamoured with an excerpt from James Saunders' Alas Poor Fred. Bonkers but brilliant. We raised a glass to the next 50 years. But it all felt like a goodbye of sorts. If you get the chance to see some of this, do. A different decade every night until Saturday.
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