Traffic Cones and a Unique Medical Condition: Friday 10th February

Rehearsals this afternoon were due to start at around 13:00, and so I arrived at around midday, just to be on the safe side, at which point I was informed that rehearsals wouldn’t actually be starting until for another hour and a half, and that I wasn’t allowed into the theatre because adjustments were being made to the set. Reporting back at 13:15 I was told that there would be a further delay until around 14:00. When I was finally allowed into the theatre I was presented by the rather ominous sign of traffic cones and emergency barriers cornering off one of the trapdoors, a thoroughly necessary safety precaution, but surely only a temporary measure; I can’t imagine that such things existed in Medieval Denmark.

Inside the 'Fun Factory'.

I am spending this weekend at a friend’s family home in Nagano, and so this evening I found myself lost, battered at Shinjuku station during rush hour, whilst I desperately tried to remember where the bus terminal was. In reality, to call it a terminal would be doing the word a terrible injustice, it is better described as a hodge-podge of poorly designed infrastructure, surrounded on all sides by screaming men and nausea-inducing display boards. Eventually we got on the 19:30 bus, and were just getting settled into the 3 hour bus rise when it began: two rows back and to the left of where we were sitting there was a woman who seemed to have developed a unique medical condition, which manifested itself in a necessity to loudly clear her throat every twenty seconds or so. Needless to say it wasn’t the most pleasant of journeys, and I am sure that my friend’s mother was slightly concerned about why the Englishman who would be staying with her this weekend had such a prominent nervous tick.

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About truehamlet

Sam is a senior lecturer in Science Communication, who researches the different ways in which media such as poetry and film can be used to communicate science to new audiences.
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