Thursday, August 15, 2002
As promised, early picnickers at Lewes Castle.
The crowd was smaller tonight - Thursdays are always peculiar. As always, it takes the wind out of your sails a bit. You can't hit your level right - either you fall a bit flat (like your jokes) or you figure, right, I'm going to go for it, and you hit it too hard.
It seems the quieter audiences also enjoy the play, but they're smilers rather than laughers. An audience creates its own norms. It only takes a small group of people who laugh out loud to set the rest off... or, that doesn't happen, and everyone feels they have to be polite and English about it all.
Two more nights to go. Weekenders should liven it up a bit. :)