If you haven’t seen the show, then you won’t get the significance, but tonight was number 17.  It was significant and one of our best.

“I don’t want to be number 17” is true…I don’t want this to be our 17th show…I don’t want there to be 3 left. How did that happen?  I think back to the terror of the first show and I now love the positive adrenaline that has become normal before every show.  We haven’t become complacent, far from it, we go out with a charge that we know it can be even better – we can be better.  Onstage we challenge each other to be sharper, react more…(I still stand by my decision to pull out George’s leg hair!) The frustrating thing is that the things we have learned over this past 3 weeks are shaping the perfect show.  I have rewritten, we have reblocked, we know what needs to be done.  The show is just getting polished every night and that is only possible with the 17 performances we have done.  How do you get that learning without doing  it?  I guess that’s why shows do month-long previews before they open in the West End.

So, in conclusion, those of you who are seeing us in our final 3 shows are seeing us and the show at the best.  We are fighting every step of the way for excellence.  We may not get there, but God are we trying.