Not the crazy dude on the right, but the driver. They were stuck at the lights in Dublin so I whipped my camera out, not realising that I know her from Wales until I looked at the photo again later, in a moment of awe and wonder — I once played her daughter in the 1993 Conwy Valley School production of Fiddler on the Roof.
Her theatre career seems to have taken off better than mine has.
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Look at those evil clown bastards.
ReplyDeleteCan it, Twenty
ReplyDeleteYou recognised her from her hair, right?
ReplyDeleteLooks like the Matchmaker made her a match.
ReplyDeleteI don't remember who played your mum in FOTR but I ought to know who it is you're referring to. How did you recognise said person through the disguise? And did she recognise you?
ReplyDeleteNo, she didn't recognise me. At least, if she did then she didn't let on. Her name is Nan, she was a few years older than us in school.
ReplyDeleteI recognised her because my brother bumped into her on the boat from Holyhead recently and she told him she's a clown in Dublin. That's when I looked at the photo again in awe and wonder etc.
Were you in FOTR? I don't remember.
-.-
ReplyDeleteQue pasa, Mueja, bienvenido
ReplyDeleteSassy and Conan; I lolled.
I remember Nan - she was lovely. So she's a full-time clown now is she?
ReplyDeleteI wasn't in Fiddler because Trynette Collins refused to "get indigestion" to make it to the music room in time during lunch hour. I was too frightened to go to the meeting on my own.
That is tragic. You had the "voice of an angel". What a waste.
ReplyDeleteYes, I think she is full-time. I MUST find her and befriend her. I think she's friends with Fiona Goodwin, in Galway.
Christian, you were in Oklahoma though right?
ReplyDeleteI'm sure I have some wonderful photos of you all dressed up with an orange tango'd face stashed away somewhere!
I think that was Oliver. I remember him holding out his little bowl because he was so hungry.
ReplyDeleteCome now, you don't know that her theatrical career has taken off now do you. How do you know she and her friend are simpy not clown fetishists who dress this way for sexual arousal or simply because they are barking? ;)
ReplyDeleteEsa es mi madre
ReplyDelete¡Mentiroso!
ReplyDeleteI was in both Oklahoma and Oliver (Trynette mustn't have been too hungry on those occasions) but I can't think why I would have an orange face?
ReplyDeleteI don't think I used fake tan at that age.
She's probably thinking of those nights at Gatecrasher.
ReplyDeleteThey painted our faces white for Oliver so we looked pale and starving under the spot lights and painted them tan orange for Oklahomaso we looked like we were from the deep South... or a fizzy drinks advert.
ReplyDeleteI'm wondering whether the gear stick came out and the car fell apart when the lights changed.
ReplyDeleteThe one on the right is obviously Dame Edna, risking her life in one of them pommie cars.
ReplyDeleteNot sure if the new garda traffic corp is really taking the job seriously
ReplyDeleteYou were at school with your Nan?
ReplyDeleteThey aren't the only clowns driving cars in Dublin - there's fekin thousands of them.
ReplyDeleteThat's Timmy Mallett on the right, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteAnnie, technology permitting, I can imagine you with a camera transplant somewhere between the pupil and the lens, so you will never miss the opportunity for another great shot! It's all a wink away, I am sure. :)
ReplyDeleteAlso, never too late to resume your acting career.
PS: See you soon...
And I thought we had clowns on our roads....
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