Car Show


Today my car was part of a small car show at the North Shore Federal Credit Union, to help celebrate their Member Appreciation Week. It was the LONGEST vehicle in the show.

Significance


It’s funny. Sometimes (often) I snap pictures of buildings only to find out later that they are significant somehow. Like that fish house that got demolished by a truck. Or the old East Bay Hotel. Those are two buildings that are no longer here. And in the case of this photo, I loved the way it looked in the morning light. There’s a sadness to it, and a beauty, too. It stood directly across the street from my house for quite a long time. Now It’s moved, and so transformed as to not be recognizable anymore. Stay tuned to my blog and maybe soon you’ll see how this building may become significant to me.

I’ve been cast in a play!

DON’T DRESS FOR DINNER

Set in a converted farmhouse in the French countryside, ‘Don’t Dress for Dinner” by Marc Camoletti, presents a challenge to the players, lots of fun for the audience and a story with more twists than a corkscrew!

When Jacqueline (no one seems to have surnames in this play!) decides to visit her mother for a few days, her husband, Bernard sees the opportunity of a cosy weekend with his new girlfriend. His bachelor pal, Robert rings up to announce his return from Hong Kong, so Bernard invites him along as his alibi, also hiring a Cordon Bleu cook to ensure they don’t go hungry.

Convinced his plan is foolproof, Bernard is taking his wife’s suitcase out to the car, when the phone rings and she answers it. From then on the story moves into the surreal world of high-speed farce, with mistaken identity — two girls, both known as Suzy; clandestine relationships,. the wife has a secret lover; hasty improvisation, the cook must play the mistress and vice versa, all carried along on a stream of rapid-fire, double-meaning dialogue.

One impossible situation piles on another, as the hapless Robert finds himself the target of amorous attentions from all three ladies, Bernard tries frantically to salvage at least a scrap of illicit bliss from the wreckage of his weekend, and his intended playmate, the glamorous Suzanne, ends up in the kitchen, expected to cook dinner, while Suzette, the cook, is transformed into a femme fatale!