Sharp Dressed Man

Three down, three to go. I’d just come off stage at this point and asked Lord Percy to grab a shot of me in my finery before I got changed. It’s been a long week but we’re all very proud that we were able to go from a bare stage on Monday night to a fairly polished production seen by over 500 people by the end of last night.
In celebration of this, I actually went for a drink after last nights show - and not just a Diet Coke, swiftly downed before dashing home. I don’t really drink these days (probably less than a dozen pints a year!) but as the pub had Timothy Taylor’s Landlord on tap I thought I’d treat myself. It was very pleasant just unwinding with my fellow actors as we reflected on the last three performances.
I do know, however, that I am a total lightweight these days as regards drinking. Not only could I barely contain my shock at having to pay £4.70 for one pint of beer, but I had indigestion in the night and woke up with a slight headache this morning!
Still, I’ve got three nights off now, before we start again. I know there is a plan to go for a drink after the last performance on Saturday but, at this moment in time, the jury is still out as to whether or not I’ll risk another pint!