Well, all good things have to come to an end sometime. In a puff of theatrical smoke, I’m now back in my day job after all the fun and excitement of being in my first-ever panto, Cinderella at the Kings Theatre in Southsea.
I had a ball, even if I didn’t quite make it to Cinders’ grand bash and get to snog Prince Charming.
It’s been wonderful hanging out with the gang and seeing first-hand how a show is put together. I have to admit that I’m really missing the snowy white ponies I was looking after and leading on and off stage (pulling Cinderella’s carriage), plus all the excited kiddies with their flashing wands – and, of course, the Ugly Sisters and their crazy costumes.
Back home, reality had set in and my flat looked like it was in desperate need of a Kim and Aggie-style mega clean-up.
I had a mountain of washing and ironing to do (where’s a fairy when you need one?) and a cloud of dust had descended from nowhere to settle on everything.
My cat Aurora has got the hump with me because of the lack of attention she’s had in the past month and decided to get her own back by de-threading my very expensive chaise longue. That’s the trouble when you have a Cravendale cat with thumbs – they can do anything!
We’re well into January now and one thing I find about a new year is that you can’t help your thoughts turning towards new beginnings, can you?
Whether it’s giving up smoking or losing weight, January seems to make you want to improve yourself or your life.
I find myself thinking ‘how will this year be different and what positive changes can I make to avoid the disorganisation of last year?’
Don’t get me wrong. On the whole, 2011 was a pretty good year for me. But there are always improvements that can be made.
Over the years I’ve poured scorn on actually making new year resolutions because, like many, I’m incredibly bad at sticking to them. But this year I’m determined not to be beaten.
So if you see a women coming towards you on roller skates, you’ll know that I stuck to at least one of my new year resolutions!