I have a bit of a Cork history in my family. Dineen’s a very
Cork name, and when we were here in 2008 we made much of this to promote the
show - even to the extent that we invented an address and career (firelighter
maker) and for my great-great grandpa John James Dineen. Well, details were
sketchy…and it made for interesting copy.
Although there’s no Dineen bar in Cork to visit, there are
several businesses with the name, and one of these, Dineen Crash Repairs, is on
the way to our digs. Well, the cottages at the Vienna Woods Hotel aren’t really
digs, they’re too luxurious for that. I’m sharing with Fi (DSM) and Kate (CSM)
so consequently there’s a fair bit of drinking, late night dancing and drying
underwear everywhere, but that’s no great hardship. In fact, as I write Kate is
making a fantastic-smelling chilli for later so I’m not going to entirely waste
away, either.
As usual there’s a young house (Helen, Stuart, Jamie and
Matt) and a calm house (Malcolm, Jo and Fiz).
Since Jo and Fiz have the lion’s share of the new lines to learn and
most of their scenes are with Malcolm anyway, this works out well. And Stuart has a filthy sense of humour and enjoys
working out, so he’s a perfect fit, too.
In fact, they all fit amazingly well. The dress rehearsal
goes swimmingly and the first night, to well over 300, is almost flawless.
There’s press in and expectations are high (we’re victims of our own success up
to a point, I suppose) but for tonight, it’s Murphy’s, congratulations and
swapping stories in Dan Lowrey’s Bar next to the theatre. Slaìnte!
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