Barking At The Moon

The best thing, by far, about the play that I was in recently was the fight that I had to break up 10 mins before we were due on stage on the Wednesday night...

There I was, just gathering my props together for the first scene when I hear this almighty crash! 'Hello' I thought. 'Somebody's knocked something over on stage'.

The next thing I knew, two of the girls came running in to me shouting
'Stop them Andy, stop them!'. So I walk into the greenroom and find two of the blokes in the cast rolling around the floor punching each other.

I waded in and pulled them off each other and demanded they tell me what it was all about, only to find that one of them had borrowed the other one's make-up without asking!

Words had been exchanged, tempers had risen, egos had inflated and it all got very, very silly and very, very out of hand.

Eventually it all calmed down and I managed to suppress the desire to piss myself laughing about it whilst on stage.

Of course I took the piss out of the pair of them for the rest of the week.