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Did have an embarrassing moment in the pub afterwards when I said to a female playwright wearing a wedding ring - 'oh I didn't know you were married' and she replied 'Sort of, it's a civil partnership'. She was quite attractive, so had pervy lesbo thoughts for the rest of the time whilst trying to look all cool and right on.

Quote: sootyj @ December 4 2012, 8:49 PM GMT

No way is RCP going to the UN and getting recognised as a none member state with observer status.

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I don't read the Observer. Duh.

Quote: sootyj @ December 4 2012, 8:44 PM GMT

Actually you could lie on your arms until they go numb and pretend your someone else hugging you.

Atach a couple of pillows to your shirt for the EJP experience.

Or a couple of sofa cushions from the Harridan one (apparently)

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eh?

Quote: Renegade Carpark @ December 4 2012, 8:47 PM GMT

Thank you for asking. The tutor was excellent and the fellow class people were really talented, but the course itself was a bit of a let down. It was meant to be advanced play writing, but a lot of the stuff covered was basic structure and story telling.

I declared myself to be the best playwright because I was always punctual and never missed a class through sickness. That is how it works, isn't it?

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I suppose it's all practice. And a 'networking opportunity' (what a revolting phrase). I wonder what you can really 'teach' beyond the basics? I guess after that it's just commenting on your writing, or would it deal with teaching about theories and trends in theatre?

Referencing your conversations about your large bosoms.
That if someone was to attach a very large pair of cushions to their shirt and then hug themselves with a pair of numbed arms.
It would feel like being hugged by someone with very large bosoms.

I'm training as a CBT therapist and am only interested in entirely practical solutions.

Quote: Renegade Carpark @ December 4 2012, 8:51 PM GMT

Did have an embarrassing moment in the pub afterwards when I said to a female playwright wearing a wedding ring - 'oh I didn't know you were married' and she replied 'Sort of, it's a civil partnership'. She was quite attractive, so had pervy lesbo thoughts for the rest of the time whilst trying to look all cool and right on.

I don't read the Observer. Duh.

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You just masturbate feverishly over photos of Germaine Greer and that fat bloke who looks like a lady and lied in the Independent.

I wouldn't want to read it after you'd "reviewed" it

Quote: sootyj @ December 4 2012, 8:53 PM GMT

Referencing your conversations about your large bosoms.
That if someone was to attach a very large pair of cushions to their shirt and then hug themselves with a pair of numbed arms.
It would feel like being hugged by someone with very large bosoms.

I'm training as a CBT therapist and am only interested in entirely practical solutions.

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I like that you're pretending you've never actually met me! But thank you for talking about my tits, they like joining in the convo and they always feel left out.

Quote: Harridan @ December 4 2012, 8:55 PM GMT

they always feel left out.

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Ooh, ooh, bugsy to make bad joke here!

Quote: Harridan @ December 4 2012, 8:52 PM GMT

I suppose it's all practice. And a 'networking opportunity' (what a revolting phrase). I wonder what you can really 'teach' beyond the basics? I guess after that it's just commenting on your writing, or would it deal with teaching about theories and trends in theatre?

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I used to go to LCW for yonks. And there was one lady came along acted in the readings each week, offered feedback. At the end of the year she did this script about her mothers death. Which was about one of the most amazing and funny things I ever heard.

She didn't come back much after that.

I guess she learned all she needed to.

Quote: AJGO @ December 4 2012, 8:56 PM GMT

Ooh, ooh, bugsy to make bad joke here!

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Quote: Harridan @ December 4 2012, 8:55 PM GMT

I like that you're pretending you've never actually met me! But thank you for talking about my tits, they like joining in the convo and they always feel left out.

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I'm so politically correct I never look below anyone's chins.

Besides if I act like I know you that'd be cliquey innit.

I also have a terrible memory and I'm probably mixing you up with Little' Will Bill.

Quote: Harridan @ December 4 2012, 8:52 PM GMT

I wonder what you can really 'teach' beyond the basics?

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With a lot of the class, they had great ideas and wrote brilliant dialogue, but the storytelling was a bit lacking and both the class and the tutor was able to give them feedback.

What I really noticed was the confidence of the writers growing based on having their work read aloud and criticised. A lot of people talk about writing, but actually getting it down and read out is an acheivement in and of itself.

And yes, it was a 'networking opportunity', which like yourself, is a phrase that makes me cringe. Can we change it to 'Making new friends' instead?

Ach, sorry, one of you irritating helpful people has previously corrected me on bugsy/bagsy. I haven't changed my ways because using the 'correct' term causes me to whoop like an American soccerballer and proclaim 'Bagsy for Life'

Quote: AJGO @ December 4 2012, 9:02 PM GMT

Ach, sorry, one of you irritating helpful people has previously corrected me on bugsy/bagsy.

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Huh, what's your favourite film? 'Bagsy Malone', 'A Bag's Life'...erm, 'Bugpuss'.

Yeah, take it.

Quote: Renegade Carpark @ December 4 2012, 9:04 PM GMT

Huh, what's your favourite film? 'Bagsy Malone', 'A Bag's Life'...erm, 'Bugpuss'.

Yeah, take it.

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These all sound like improvements. AJGO wins.

Quote: AJGO @ December 4 2012, 9:07 PM GMT

These all sound like improvements. AJGO wins.

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Not sure, even I'm dubious about Bugpuss.

Quote: Renegade Carpark @ December 4 2012, 9:09 PM GMT

Not sure, even I'm dubious about Bugpuss.

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Sorry, I forgot to format properly- AJGO WINS!

CAPITALS MEANS TRUTHS, hell yeah, who's with me?

*Puts hand up for high-five...*

Waaahhhhh! Somebody write my essay for me! *dissolves into pool of self-pitying procrastination*