Should have really be revising all day today, but I couldn’t focus and some how ended putting an episode of “The Mrs Bradley Mysteries” on. I do love my sleuths and murder mystery programmes. I wish this had had more than one television film and 4 episodes. It deserved more than that. Also, Neil Dudgeon is brilliant. Diana Rigg is fantastic.
I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when grades were high and fucks worth giving. I dreamed no test would make me cry, I dreamed that curves would be forgiving. Then I was young and unprepared, and A’s were made and used and wasted. There were no extensions to be begged, no nights unslept, no effort wasted. But the finals come at last, with their laughter soft as thunder, as they tear your grades apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
to whomever wrote this
Mrs. Peel: Boopity-boo.
This is the point at which I imagine Diana Rigg thinking: I went to RADA. RADA!
This reminds me of vocal warm ups. Minus the talking into the brolly bit of course.
I want to know that I’m not alone in this…
Every single day
every second of my waking life and every moment of my dreaming one