Well, I'm home from the CULES party. Sadly Matthew isn't back yet. He made vague "the pub will be closed so I'll probably just go home" noises, so I was kinda using the idea of him waiting for me as a "happy thought" to get me through the cycle ride (like flying and Peter Pan, only subtly different). Ah well, at least he's probably having a nice night. Makes me feel I should have stayed later with the CULES people though. Well, maybe not.
Play was fine, panto was good, 600 pounds was raised, a great aftershow party happened, etc etc. I didn't get quite as hyper and overwhelmed by the whole thing - I think it makes me realise how much I've changed, I'm much more blasee about CULES etc.
Well, I've not changed that much, I was still the last one to leave the fitzpatrick hall and go off to the after show party, having helped the teccie clear up and put the chairs away. But I did just leave the party at 2, rather than staying out of a mix of "I should make sure CULES are having a good time", and "they'll need someone to clear up"ness. Ah well, even if M isn't here the sleep will do me some good.
Having said that, sorting out the bar made me realise how much I have changed. Michalmas 2000 I had a rehersal room booked for CULES that I ended up not using because there was another play in there that had real props, and they managed to intimidate me into going away and having the rehersal in my bedroom, despite the fact that the room was booked in my name and they were just overrunning. This year the "trendy" ents types had the key to the Angivin room bar, where they had loads of stuff, and had just tried similar tactics on David along the lines of "You don't really need the bar, you can just sell wine etc from a table in the corner" which he was more than happy with, when I came back and... well, I wasn't nasty, but I was assertive, or at least not scared away from the fact that we had permission to use the room whether they liked it or not. "I'm sorry, but if we have 200 people coming to a panto it's not feasible to just use a table in the corner, and we have permission from the tutors meeting" worked, eventually, but it was unneeded stress.
It was good to see Noga again, and to actually talk to James. Tom made an amusing lines cock up when he accused himself of the murder, but noone seemed to notice. There were a surplus of lobsters and in jokes in Cinderella, but it seemed to go alright.
And now, sleep.