4:21 p.m. Denise wrote:
Of course! Has Kevin got anyone in mind for Lady Angkatell?
4:21 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
No.
4:30 p.m. Denise wrote:
It’s a much bigger part than I would usually have, but I’m not getting any younger. If my ambition was to have a leading role before I die, then Lucy Angkatell would be it. I’m the right age and although not the best actor in the group, I’m one of the most loyal. Could you
4:31 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Could I what?
4:40 p.m. Denise wrote:
Sorry, didn’t mean to press send, it’s just table eleven wanted a top-up of oolong. Perhaps you could mention to Kevin that I’d like to be considered?
4:41 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Perhaps you could email and tell him yourself?
4:42 p.m. Denise wrote:
I don’t want to disturb him.
Message exchange between Sarah-Jane and Kevin MacDonald on January 4, 2025:
3:53 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Forgot Denise works at Mirage. She keeps looking over and texting me.
3:53 p.m. Kevin wrote:
Turn phone to silent?
3:54 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
How can I? You might call at any moment to say Sammy’s fallen off the kitchen island or put her hand in the pizza oven.
3:55 p.m. Kevin wrote:
She can’t climb onto the kitchen island and the pizza oven is in the shed.
3:56 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Harley might ring to say he’s had an accident or been arrested.
3:57 p.m. Kevin wrote:
An accident? He’s spent the last eighteen hours in bed. If he’s arrested, we’re not bailing him out. What’s the tea?
3:57 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
English breakfast.
3:57 p.m. Kevin wrote: