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This morning I made a fatal error of judgement without even realising it I had stepped out of the flat to go to Spar to get some fags and some milk but I had left the house dressed head-to-toe in Topman, I felt like such a prat as I walked into the shop dressed like a nugget, with the worst morning breath hair everywhere and just feeling generally like death. Oh well spilt milk ey... at least I've still got my reputation... on no wait... scrap that.

Moving past my own self-loathing, I was looking yesterday at receiving Arts Council Funding for theatre projects (as me and Nick are intending to start our own theatre company) reading their "The context for theatre and the role we play" and "Our Vision for Theatre" (they're not pretencious honest) and reading basically lead me to think that to get funding that would actually be of any benefit to a company you have to be experimental, involve street theatre and circus, involve children/young people and be ethnically diverse. So if you put on a shit play, in a street, with loads of children whilst not being racist (which I'm not at all anyway) you'll get shit loads of money from them. Sick! Well no... because thats not what real people do. We want to put on plays as a theatre company in theatres with who ever is the best for the role not because they are a child or from an ethnic minority. *sigh*... we can only try our best can't we?

Sound.