Promising Beginnings...

Well what a week it's been for company Carruthers and all the lovely little Darklings! Rehearsals are off to a marvellous start and Dickie's so excited he's been bouncing off the walls like an India rubber ball. I have told him to simmer down or he shall be simply spent before the show is under way. And my husband Alec, not the most natural of showman but well, he's been, present at any rate.


Backstage, where we keep the domestics, the lovely Lauren has been sketching away with all sorts of costume inklings - don't fear dears, she's under strict instruction to make my frock the most divine of all, somewhere between a young Ann Sheridan and Dietrich before the sag.


And gosh, talk about sending in the cavalry, we've a new addition to the family, Miss Lucy Rae, who seems to know an awful lot about technical gubbins and how to push all the right buttons, perhaps she can teach Alec a thing or two, we can but hope.


I shall go in the moment as I'm sure I've been blathering on like an old ninny but before I shuffle off to refresh my glass I must just say a rather large thank you to the wonderful Interval who have been such utter dears and helped us out of a rather a pickle this weekend. Seems these arty types are not all layabouts and communists after all....


Fondest squeezings loveys,


Mrs C

Up and away!

Well chin chin and here we are all spiffy and new on our shiny interweb page! 


Here you'll be able to find out all about The Darkling Plain and the dear loves at Pride Bristol so come on, have a little rummage and here's to your good health. 


Fondest squeezings, 


Mrs C.  

You've caught us half mast!

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