
Another day, and my agent
still hasn't called. Useless ratbag. Twenty-eight years now. Oh, I was someone in those days, I can tell you. Should I keep refusing to do panto? Bet he'll 'phone if I say yes. Well, of course he bloody will, he gets 10%. Hmm. What was that last offer? The Rugeley Alhambra, with Bobby Crush, Jane Rossington and Zoltar from Battle of the Planets. "With Blofeld's Cat as Abanazer's Cat". It's good money, can't deny that, it's the sort of thing Shakespeare would be writing now, it bloody is, it's the thrill of live popular the-atre, which is where real actors are, where I can practise my craft, my talent will shine, not like these multi-million dollar world-famous spy films...um...
...or shall I just start another online Bring Back Blofeld petition and have a wank?
Hmm. Decisions, decisions.