I once read that if you had to write a disclaimer on a blog, you shouldn’t be writing the blog because you know it’s wrong – but I’m starting with a disclaimer. Theatre friends, if you think this blog is about you, it isn’t. It’s about the jobs I kept secret, it’s about the jobs I did when I’d only ever lit school shows before, the jobs where I didn’t know any better. I doubt the people this blog is about will ever, ever read what I have to say.
One of my biggest fears in going to the doctor’s surgery. I’m not scared of doctors, I’m not scared of dentists, I’m not scared of hospitals, but I am scared of wasting their time. I’m scared they’ll say it’s all in my head, or there isn’t a problem, or I didn’t need to come and see them. Most of the time, I’ll stay away unless I’m really struggling – and my headaches have gotten to that point. Last year, my headaches were crippling, but they seemed to tone down after I got new glasses. I thought it was all sorted but, in February, they started coming back with a vengeance. Not being able to walk up a hill in Edinburgh due to a pounding headache was the final straw. I bit the bullet, and I made an appointment.
That’s a big deal for me!
One of the very few upsides to Matt being on tour and me being off work…
Wait, let me restart this…
The only upside to Matt being on tour and me being off work is that I get to travel around the country and visit him. So far, I’ve only made it to Birmingham which wasn’t the best trip I’ve ever had, as 5 hours into the trip I got struck down by one of the worst migraines I’ve ever had, and spent the next 11 hours asleep in the hotel. As far as trips go, Birmingham wasn’t the greatest.Last week, Matt was in Edinburgh, and I was able to pop up to Scotland for two days and join him in one of, if not the most, beautiful cities in the U.K
Apparently, I’d been to Edinburgh before, in 2005 to march in the G8 Summit march urging world leaders to drop Africa’s debt. I was 13 at the time, so I barely remember it, and I was surrounded by adults so I don’t think I’d have seen much of the city anyway. I’d also passed through Edinburgh dozens of times as a child, as my parents used to take us on day trips to Scotland – so I feel I should have known a bit more about the city than I did. In fact, my knowledge of Edinburgh totally lacking. I knew of Edinburgh castle, and I knew of The Elephant House, where J.K Rowling penned the first three Harry Potter books, but other than that I had no idea what to expect.