Hello, dear reader! How are you getting on?
I admit that I’m a control freak (although we prefer the term “relaxationally challenged”). It probably explains why I like directing so much, and why I enjoyed being the social secretary of a drama society when I was at university. I like to know where I’m going, what I’m doing and when. Unfortunately I’m not very organised, so despite my best intentions I very rarely have a clue what on earth is going on.
This weekend is a perfect example. I have to be in several different places over the course of a few days, and I have not yet figured out transport, timings or how much clothing to pack. (While we’re at it, what the heck have I done with my suitcase?) One of the places I have to be is a television studio in Elstree, because tomorrow Ash and I will finally be going on Pointless.
I am, if I may use the common parlance, pooing myself a bit. I know that this brilliant opportunity has been on the cards for a while, but because there were so many dates that Ash and I couldn’t do I sort of convinced myself that it wasn’t really going to happen. Except now it is. Oh crap. I mean, oh good.
In this situation the only control I have is over my last-minute revision. I should be poring over a map of the world learning all the countries that border Germany, or finding lists of obscure films featuring Sandra Bullock. I will probably do both of those things later. This morning my plan is to write this blog, dye my roots and find my favourite nail varnish. I have never been one for sensible prioritising (or being able to find suitcases, apparently).
I think that a lot of people have this problem: when we are worried about something, we deliberately under-prepare for it so that we can always claim “well, I didn’t try very hard” if we fail. It’s a philosophy that got me a very mixed bag of GCSE results, but given that I am knocking on twenty-five I should probably have grown out of that approach by now.
It’s a bit late at this stage to do any serious learning, but I promise I will try. It might be too late to change my personality and become sensible, well-prepared and knowledgeable, but at times like this we have to stay optimistic. You never know what you can achieve if you try, even just a little bit.
Ash and I have to be at the studio appallingly early tomorrow, so I will update you lovely people on our progress when we’ve finished recording. Wish us luck!
Have a fantastic Thursday.
P.S. Ash just called me to tell that the Piccadilly line is on fire. This does not bode well…