Dearest Frankie
All together now.
2 x Tins Chocolates (Roses / Heroes)
1 x Christmas Pudding
1 x Jar Goose Fat
1 x Cranberry Sauce
3 x Advent Fucking Calendars
2 x Disposable Roasting Tins
And may I add my "Random Woven Charity Bag" I bought in a Sainbury's Express today.
I also bought a "Fat bird's low everything" Chicken Sandwich. I sat in the rehearsal rooms at The Old Vic and worked out my propoints on the Weight Watcher App whilst talking to 4 drama teachers about their drama school experiences. The worst by far was the poor cow who had to do a week in role whilst at E15. They had to camp out as sort of 'Crucible' characters and make cabbage soup, or summit. It sounded proper wank. She also said they had a "Our Country's Good' one where she got so sick of digging ditches etc that she pretended to have an eppy so they would 'arrest' her, take her to the 'jail' where she could have some fucking peace and quiet.
I really liked her.
I also loved the bird taking the workshop. She seemed very articulate, knowledgeable and talented. Despite this I still liked her. And she was about my age with 2 small kids. She also dropped in the following..
1. She writes childrens' books
2. She did her yoga teaching training in India
3. Her small scene in 'Skyfall' was cut out.
I'm lucky if I put my knickers on the right way in the morning.
Christmas is passing me by to be honest. I'm looking at it as a bit of a rest.
Can I suggest for the date that you make a 'Bushtucker Trial' with the 7 items. 'Up yer Jap's Eye' is a ratings winner for me. I'll let you decide on the rules...
Big love
Dobson x
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