Robert Rankin seems to be a nice chap. Must have another go at reading his books.

Have been at a cocktail party with what I am reliably informed was a group of celebrities. Didn’t recognize the Doctor Who without his wig.

Some people around here are surprisingly enthusiastic about meeting Paul McGann.

Yes, my pretzels are covered in chocolate. What’s your point?

So, in the end, our prompt action saved Christchurch from a devastating fire. Good first rehearsal.

Kate is saying goodbye to each fireman personally.

Fire officers report that the lift is cooling down a bit, so we can go back in. What’s the worst that can happen?

I always assumed that if a safety hazard ever ended a rehearsal at the Old Queens, it would come in the form of the ceiling caving in.

This has been a good rehearsal. There are two fire engines.

The lift is going up and down on its own. There is a smell of burning metal. It is hot to the touch. Rehearsal has adjourned to the alley.