The Corner House

Renowned drama tutor is not that for no reason. He's hard to please and then some. His pupils love him, dunno why 'cos he insults us from a height. Most of his classes, I just think, "I can't do this. I should stop, concentrate of my writing, acting is not me." But then I usually have a slight breakthrough and carry on.
He has certainly helped me more than anyone else. I was doing such rubbish - "Why didn't anyone tell me before?", I asked him, and he said it's because I'm funny and people just let me get on with it without trying to teach me how to act. Or something like that.
Those were the days.

I've had a bad cold for the past two days. I know, a cold is nothing much but it's miserable while you have it and I didn't feel up to logging-on to the tarot line.
Bonnie dissaproved.
"What's the problem? It's not as if you have to get out of bed to read your Tarot cards."
"Felt too sick and poorly."
Which I did.
She played the Mother card, as they all bloody do. Some writer I read once, forgotten who, said that Mothers are Senior Officers, the rest of us are other ranks....
"When you have a child to look after, you just take Paracetomal and carry on."
Lillie was much more sympathetic when she rang me.
"Mo, you sound terrible. Of course, you can't work. Get some sleep."
Cut no ice with Bonnie.
"Lillie's as daft as you. It's obvious she's never had kids either."
I didn't even bother to mention that my head cold was possibly clogging-up my aura thus rendering psychic work impossible.

Let's have a bitta misery. Always cheers me up!
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I read somewhere that if you think what you'd do with a lottery win, it shows your direction in life and what you should be aiming for.
What I'd like more than a lottery win?
Once I would have said a baby but that's out now.
I would bloody like an acting job. One part in some damn thing, that'd do.
Of late, I'm thinking maybe I'd like a relationship.
I'd even rather have my MA but I suppose that's something a lottery win could finance.
Plus did I mention my arthritis? What's a lottery win gonna do about that?

I would never be sarky about you're acting. I genuinely think you might still get a shot at the big time.

Thanks for Lynne details. I should have asked for her phone number but her call took me completely by surprise.

Regarding the burglary that's the first in my street in 10 years! Bad enough being burgled twice and then to find that the insurance company want to rip you off. Not much point having your contents insured...

Let me know when (if) you arrive back in Hackney.

Finally, yes like you I think I too could still hit the big time. I think I'm better looking than Susan Boyle and definitely more stable.

Take care

Ern

Xx

I am getting very fed-up of being a telephone psychic. For one thing, the lines have gone so quiet lately. So I spend hours sitting around, not getting any calls, not making any money and just bored. Working from home is a novelty that has now worn off. Lillie says she can get me a couple of days in her office when I go back to London which would be great. Me, that was never going back to office work.
Email from Ern this morning. He wanted a friend's number, thinks he might have some casual work for her. Why do I still get excited when he sends me an email or text message?