I wrote to a friend the other day – a delightful young actress with whom I had the pleasure of working for almost a year on a national tour. She is about to open in the West End in a revival of Jean Anouilh’s play “Ring Round the Moon”, and I wanted to wish her well.
But in doing so, I recalled that I had the seen the play’s first London production, with Paul Scofield, Margaret Rutherford and Claire Bloom – and of course I had to look up when that was. I was horrified. 1950! Fifty eight years ago, when I was eighteen. It made me feel quite impossibly aged.
But of course, as old people never tire of saying, one doesn’t feel old; and I certainly have to thank my lucky stars, or my genes, or whatever, for the fact that I am still fit (I defeated cancer two years ago), still working (from time to time), and still capable of learning how to blog. How lucky is that?
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