What better way to start your Saturday than a 07:15 commute to work on a packed train. Today I had to work an incredibly long day, as Saitma theatre was hosting a concert in the afternoon, whilst in the evening it was the opening night of ‘The Wasteland. As a bonus I got to watch the afternoon’s recital for free, but decided against watching the play for a fourth consecutive evening. Instead I stayed beyond the scenes and helped out where I could, mainly because I actually had a slight compression of what the hell was going on, even if the emphasis on slight meant that I probably wasn’t the sharpest tool at the theatre’s disposal.
Before this evening’s performance we were paid a visit by a Shinto priestess, who conducted a blessing which we were all required to participate in. Sadly I don’t think she had quite realised how deep the stage was, and so when she came to bless the four corners of the room it took the best part of five minutes. I was relieved to see that I wasn’t the only one desperately trying to hold in an outburst of inappropriate laughter as the priestess once again disappeared into the dry ice.