Three consecutive nights down at the theatre, supporting PlayWrite. The best piece - of 28 slices of new writing - was a comedy about sheep. I was right about the TV appearance and my allotted screen time was somewhere in the region of six seconds. I gesticulated wildly towards the bottom of the screen. Mother: "You weren't on for long, were you?" The actual clip is here.
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