Teaching in London

The first task, even before turning up for my first session, was to try to drum up some enthusiasm.  I sent Matilda some suitably enthusiastic text, and a couple of

Lesson number two took place three weeks after the first, two separate outbreaks of Covid causing its cancellation in the intervening weeks.  Though actually the word “outbreak” is to overstate

And we start again, only this time with a four-week gap since the last session.  Impossible on that basis to build any sort of continuity, but I live in hope

And so, for the first time, I was able to run a session just one week on (as promised) from the one before.  Now came the time to discover whether

While the numbers do seem to be shrinking, week by week, it is also the case that there is starting to form something of a reliable group.  Though even in

Only a small group today, just the six of us.  And I had been cautioned that numbers might be down, because Ramadan had begun.  But, for the first time, all

I am hoping that today marks something of a change with the group; more specifically, a step-up.  To some extent, it is because of chance.  Last Thursday, I was on

Well, beware of cries of breakthroughs – at least, premature ones.  Much smaller numbers today, and a smaller group of people.  I had also set us quite a difficult lesson

One of the difficulties of the Drama project is the impossibility of ever knowing who is going to turn up, of whether they have been before, of whether I will

I am far more relaxed about taking the class now, mainly because a) my expectations are lower – the idea of forging a theatre “company” is far too ambitious for

I had warned Aisha and Jaime that they might well be visiting the same material again, and so it proved.  Fortunately, we also had Ali and Hamed this time to

  There have been so many various false starts, new beginnings, different approaches, that I have stopped worrying too much about it, and am dealing with each lesson as it