I am the Grand Wazir and I lived to tell the tale

Well that was a baptism of fire! I was handed a whole new section of script to read ten minutes before curtain up and if that wasn't scary enough, when the music started for our opening number, it was the wrong song, leaving us standing there like lemons. Fortunately I had my two slave girls Coca and Cola (Molly and Tanith) to keep me company midst the chaos.

It's funny, all the little kiddies in the chorus line call me Grand Wazir as if it's my real name bless 'em.

Here's Deano, the pantomime dame, he makes such an attractive lady don't you think?

and Crunchbones the Witchdoctor and Sinistro the wicked sorcerer, modelling my goblets. They're bad, bad, men, very, very bad.

I really enjoyed it tonight and can't wait to do some more, they're a great bunch of people. I think there wa a general feeling that it could have gone better, but it was the opening night and there were always going to be a few teething problems. We enjoyed a glass or two of cider in the Half Moon after the show of course.

Tomorrow night we run the show again, to a sell out audience. In fact I think it's all sold out next weekend too. Those tickets will be exchanging hands for a fortune on ebay no doubt!

Goodnight all from the Grand Wazir