One Flesh by Fiona Samuel

I've been telling people about this little play I'm part of - One Flesh by Fiona Samuel - we open in just under a month and I'm beginning to get a little nervous.
The kind of nervous where I panic about not remembering my lines, or playing to an empty audience. You know, the usual.

My favourite response so far?

Partial nudity + church? I'm sold.

Week Twenty-Three

Sunday
It was my Darling Husband's birthday. I made him pancakes with bacon and maple syrup.


Monday
I love this plate and bowl set I inherited from my grandmother.
The colour scheme has been the inspiration for all my coloured tattoos.
I'm sure she'd be so proud.


Tuesday
My lambskin diesel bag. I love the three big pockets and the supple leather.


Wednesday
Popping to the supermarket on the way home, I notice that Craig matches their colour scheme.


Thursday
The sun came out. It was the day after the papers ran a story about how Wellington hadn't seen the sun for 11 days.


Friday
Craig flew out to Rotorua and I took the train home with no ride at the other end for the first time.
I ended up working out how to catch the bus. Quite handy, really.


Saturday
Though you can't tell it from this shot, the sun was out and after spending the morning in bed, doing laundry, and going for a run, I went for a long walk by the river.


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