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So I’ve had the film ‘Wilde’ playing in the background to get my head fixed firmly in the right era, which was then followed by the Colin Firth/Judi Dench/ Rupert Everett 2002 film of ‘The Importance of Being Ernest' . Scented candles were lit and I got so absorbed that I
intentionally accidentally bought myself a faux silk king sized bedding set…
I’m just under halfway done so if I can do the same again tomorrow I don’t have anything to worry about, but I’ve got these characters so firmly fixed in my head now that I feel like I have a split personality. Here’s an insight into my brain at the moment:
Me: Okay, cool, we’re actually getting somewhere.
Taylor: Darling, I’m exhausted, I want to stop, this is tiring, let’s have a cigarette…
Arthur: This is boring, let’s paint our nails and look up postcard porn of naked young men!
Me: No. Both of you stop it.
Arthur: Yes mother
Me: Don’t sass me, Arthur!
Taylor: My dear boy, there’s no need to be rude.
Me: I swear to you Arthur Marling, I will take you out of this play so help me.
Arthur: Go on then, I dare you.
Charles: Everyone calm down and behave yourselves, this isn’t getting us anywhere. Perhaps it would be sensible to take a break and come back to this fresh faced tomorrow. Alright? Everyone happy?
Taylor, Arthur, Me: [Grumbling]