No Egos

 

Powerhouse Gina and The Velvet Voiced Linda

Well,I’ve said it this morning and I will say it again, that Linda sets the tone when it comes to teamwork. She is the voice of optimism and of sanity and of order, and this morning she rang me to express just how happy she was that the show was a success. Linda is an old hand at smoothing the waters when it comes to teams, but in this case , last night she acknowledged that there were no egos in the production, no personal dramas, just “people getting on with the jobs they needed to do.

“ That is down to you, you set the tone” I told her and I meant it.

A lot of people worked together well last night, and it may sound corny, but even the slightly cynical Jason was caught up in the bon Vivre of the night, likening it a film script. Director Kira was beaming 

And the two readings one by Filapina Nina ( a tribute to her love for wife Chelsea ) and the other by Linda ( A Child’s Christmas in Wales) were incredibly moving.

 The hall was packed, its numbers swelled by the acts and the Gwaenysgor Community Choir, who jumped into the show, filling a major gap in the second half. They closed the show with a bang

My job, was taking tickets and manning the main entrance, which proved to be rather busy given the number of vapers, a drunk from outside who wanted a free admittance and a rather assertive woman who had been blocked in the car park by an audience member. I managed to watch most of the acts but as Imogen finished her Anastasia piece, a messenger note flitted over my iPad screen. 

It was from my cousin Mathew ( my mother’s brother’s son) who said that he was in Rotherham Hospice with his mother Dena, my aunt, and that she had just opened the Christmas Card I had sent her.

I am the only one of the my family to keep in touch with her and although I hadn’t seen her for a decade, this news literally took the wind out of my sails, 

So  I sat quietly, for a bit in the quiet , cold foyer  of the Memorial Hall, 

And folded my hands into my lap, 

And thought of my aunt

As the applause grew and the acts sang their best….

My aunt Dena