So, the err...week of reckoning. Well, three days. Three days, people! That's barely any time at all and it can't come any sooner.
The Brigade rehearsed from 3 until 7 today. We took photos. I fear we have catchphrases.
Also, I've hurt my wrist and Ali had to do my shoelaces up for me and we did no lifts. It is swollen, and painful. I'm thinking a whole day of putting up flat-pack furniture yesterday probably wasn't the best plan.
"OH DORIS, WHERE'S THE SALAD?"
"THERE'S THE F**KING SALAD!"
"ALL RIGHT STOP, COLLABORATE AND LISTEN, BRIGADE'S BACK WITH A BRAND NEW INVENTION! SOMETHING GRABS A HOLD OF ME TIGHTLY, FLOWS LIKE A HARPOON DAILY AND NIGHTLY!"
"KLILLIE WHALE"
"ITCHY NIPPLE!"
Aaand, so on and so forth.
GOOD LUCK :)
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