My first day as a cycle courier had been interrupted by a meeting with Bob Carlton, who needed someone to step in to play Cliff in his production of "Cabaret" starting the following Monday. My second day with the walkie-talkie was also cut short by the news I'd been offered the part.
Rehearsals were to be in Kennington and we would open in Preston three and a half weeks later.
I'd cycle to Kennington and back every day with a packed-lunch of sandwiches made with whatever the local supermarket had on special offer. By the time we left for Preston, stick insects were giving me the eye. (more...)