One of the episodes of
Mayo I watched recently had an actress in it who I used to know during my time at
the theatre. Not only were we on first name
terms, I even got the occasional hug. (Mind you, there’s nothing particularly
significant about being hugged by an actress. Actresses hug anything that
moves, and probably lots of things that don’t. I never minded being hugged by
actresses, it was being hugged by male actors that made me a bit queasy at
times. Any proclivity I have to being tactile was always highly selective and
strictly rationed.) Anyway, the point is that I couldn’t remember her name. I
had to look her up on IMDB. Isn’t that sad? (It was Heather.)
And then tonight I read an old post of mine which had a
sentence in it I didn’t understand. I really don’t remember for the life of me what
I meant by it. That’s sad, too.
And then there was something else…
Oh, yes. In another old post I said: ‘August 1st is
a particularly significant date to me.’ Is it? Why?
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