Fish business and rehearsals

Calliope tearing around the room like a mad thing in the night with her claws out.

In the morning at last being able to get down to moving boxes around like fury. Lorraine and I dervishing about in the morning, as Betty and Mark sat quietly on the gold sofa. Then off to the Twitten to rescue the fishes. Lengthy business of draining the tank and bagging up all of the fish, pausing only to cope with a leaking bag, emptying gravel and stones into buckets. Then to transport cabinet and tank and fishes to the Old Church Hall. Everyone arrived safely, and we set up the tank and the fish all alive and accounted for a few hours later when released back into the water.

Callum arrived and Beth Mark and Callum began a very noisy rehearsal upstairs. So Lorraine drove us up to the fish shop where I bought some new plants, and the tank looks well in its new environment. Fatty Basil one of the tabby cats, is a great fish fancier and is well pleased.

Home and a discussion about Betty the Spacegirl. Everyone not sure about how it works, I sat with them as they went through it, gave them a few notes and am very reassured that it will work excellently. The cast all happy now. Reherasal particularly noisy, especially during Mark's piece Pirates Anonymous, which requires unihibited pirate noises. Lorraine spoke to the neigbour to explain that there wasn't actually a mad axe killer on the loose.

Rehearsals finished, we all had an exquisite Thai curry Lorraine had made. And Betty, Mark, Lorraine and I repaired up the hill for a cheeky beer before bedtime.

Another tiring day. There is, however, no end in sight.

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