
Secret Garden Party Festival are sending a runner to collect all our bits for The Tree of Lost Things this morning (hence the spurt to make the sign). Its a strange feeling to be handing over all our bits and not to have to worry about packing them into the car with four people and a load of camping stuff (it is a small car). A large part of theatre making seems to involve lugging weird shit all over the country, and not driving means I have developed secret muscles, an innate sense of whether something will fit on a bus and a feeling of foreboding whenever someone says the words 'cant we just take it on the tube?'. Consequentially, my two top 'characteristics' to look for in a potential partner have become; 'can drive' and 'has a van'. Romantic huh?