Having finished the recall I then started to prepare for the weekend. I figured I wasn’t going to hear until Monday at the earliest – as I knew rehearsals didn’t start for a fortnight.
In my spare time I am a football referee for Essex County FA and I knew I was being assessed that afternoon for my promotion up a level. So I woke up on the Saturday and was just getting dressed and my work phone started ringing.
I thought “What a pain…” I don’t want to be answering calls from work at 0930 on a Saturday morning – also the phone didn’t recognise the number.
So I answered it and to my genuine surprise it was my agent. I asked him what was up and he started to say that I wouldn’t be able to drink as much as I would like at a party we were attending the following Sunday. I thought nothing of it and said, “Ok that’s fine”.
Then slowly, very slowly I started to piece it together…
“Why?” I hesitantly asked
“ Because you start rehearsals on Monday”
“What? For Othello??? You’re joking”
Now if you have read any of my previous posts I am sure you are aware of what happens next
“WOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
I couldn’t believe it. I was genuinely over the moon. I had a feeling that the auditions had gone well and inside I had felt quietly confident about it all. My girlfriend said to me when I informed her I got the job, she said that she’d a good feeling about it all along, and that somehow she knew I was going to get it.
It’s a feeling I am always wary of to be honest – often you feel great about an audition process, and for some reason or another you never hear about it ever again. It really hurts as well when you don’t. But I have learnt to manage this feeling, to try and avoid the disappointment when it doesn’t go my way.
Later that day I remember sitting in the changing room of my match, and I just couldn’t stop myself from smiling. I was so happy. It was everything I wanted and more. A story entered my head from when I got my first set of headshots done (when I was at the Drama Centre London) I said to Charlie Carter – the photographer – that I couldn’t ever stop acting until I had spoken Shakespeare on the Olivier stage – and now it was going to come true in 2013.
(Above: My First Professional Headshot)
What followed the great news was a week of excitement, nervousness and apprehension. I would dream about rehearsals, I wanted to tell the whole world, but I couldn’t until the job had begun.
A lot of work still had to be done as well. I had to prepare for not being able to do my day job for the next six months, which luckily, as I run the company isn’t the worst thing in the world, and my wonderful Mother again stepped up saying she would help along with the day to day operation. My staff members were really supportive about it all as well – and I spent the whole week putting into place all the things I needed to sort out ready for six months at the National.
We got emails from the Stage Management team outlining the whole First Day of rehearsals and what we would need to be prepared for, and I had to do my own preparations as an actor as well – as the First Day was the First read-through.
The first thing I did was work on my script. I ran to the nearest stationary shop and bought a nice big Pukka Pad so that I could stick my script in. I knew I was in the Ensemble for the play but wasn’t sure who I would be Understudying so I needed to prep every page as if I had lines on it as well.
The week seemed quite long; as I would have expected. But the day finally rolled round and The First Day of Rehearsals were upon me…