It wasn’t a sparkling performance as a whole, a few missed lines here and there but nothing disastrous. But not from me I am pleased to say, I managed to get through without any slip ups….

Oh except for one off stage. I have a quick change between Act 1 Sc 1 & Sc 2. In my haste I slipped and fell on a prop, nearly wrecking the thing, and managing to scrape my leg on a nail. The composure on stage was at complete contrast to the panic off stage as the prop was ‘repaired’ just in time to be used.

So, we did well, break out the champagne, the wine, the beer. Oh, its lent, I can’t participate in the alcoholic merriment…. drat, drat, and double drat.

Whilst I am on, a welcome to the world for Douglas Hughes, 8lb 12ozs, who came into the world yesterday in California. I have been writing to my pen friend Allisa, since we were 14. She has just had her first child at the age of 46.

Good night luvvies, this actor needs his beauty sleep…..