In which I celebrate myself--my birthday. I'm very happy to spend a birthday in Lancaster, doing what I love to do. My parents came to town for the show and the occasion, and we had a nice dinner at Gibraltar. On the day off, we drove out to the Brandywine Conservancy to visit the Wyeth Museum, a really lovely place. I made my second visit ever to a WaWa. And I enjoyed the day very much.
The show continues to grow and change and every day I delight in it a little more. As I returned home after a recent performance, a woman approached me from next door--and it turns out Eva was part of the family I'd seen moving in some six months ago when I was here for The Foreigner. Now firmly rooted as the next door neighbor to the building the Fulton has just for actor housing, she described how it was a little mystery at first to figure out why the residents next door seemed not to stay very long, and kept, perhaps, odd hours but when she found out the story of the building and its changing inhabitants, it became for her an important part of her Lancaster living experience. She and her granddaughter see the shows and are always looking forward to seeing new actors come by. Eva's seen Dial M twice, and has even been following the blog--as she said, she and I were already best friends even though I didn't quite yet know it! It sounds to me like something out of a Noel Streetfield novel--like Ballet Shoes--an insight to the world outside but thoroughly of the theatre; the comings and goings of people on their way to become other people, live other lives, always to return at night from where they left in the morning, as habitual as anything else--and that Eva gets to see the same slice of life over again, and over, but with a changing cast of characters.