Kirsty began the day by getting electrocuted. Entirely due to her own curiosity (spoilers).
We have reached the heights of madness in our long day of THE FINAL PUSH of audio work. Like a Victorian boy with a wheel and a stick, we have kept each other rolling down the hill in the right direction. In this case the right direction being towards Cardiff on Saturday.
We feel we've got a lot to share and are filled with nervousness and excitement, the percentages of which are in constant flux.
This evening, our workshop has been turned into a performance space and we shall be doing our first sharing to a public audience (including numerous farm dogs, sheep and the bats in the chapel belfry) tomorrow evening.
We've managed to narrow our questing and questioning down from many many words, to just one. But we're keeping that word to ourselves for now, and no, it's not a four letter one.
Jack looks forward to a bath on Saturday.
He loves a bath.
Wheel and Stick.