Page 186 of The Silent Appeal

DON’T RUB IT IN! It SHOULD be mine!

12:23 p.m. Kevin wrote:

You can give Nicky-Rose more to do than this. She’s only down to do the pre–dress rehearsal speech and check the radio link every night. Easy life!

12:25 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

I don’t want to overwhelm her. This is her first Fairway play in twenty years and you need her to concentrate on elevating the artistic merit of the production.

12:26 p.m. Kevin wrote:

I should be doing that. Yet according to this, I’m sweeping the hall, stacking beer in the fridge, and sticking numbers on chairs.

12:27 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

Perfect storm of fewer front-of-house volunteers and a policy of not giving the cast menial jobs on play nights. Where are you?

12:27 p.m. Kevin wrote:

Next in line at the cash and carry.

12:28 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

Toilet rolls, paper towels, and cardboard cup holders—all recycled and recyclable.

12:29 p.m. Kevin wrote:

Yes, yes, yes, I’ve read the spreadsheet, thanks.

Message exchange between Celia Halliday and Sarah-Jane MacDonald on June 1, 2025:

12:30 p.m. Celia wrote:

This spreadsheet is out of date.

12:30 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

I know. The light is already fixed to the rig.

12:31 p.m. Celia wrote:

And the tickets have arrived from the printers. And the public liability insurance certificate has been printed out and laminated.

12:32 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

But has it got Blu Tack on each corner, ready to be stuck up on the inside double doors?

12:32 p.m. Celia wrote:

No.

12:32 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

The spreadsheet is still valid then. See you later.

Message exchange between Emma Crooks and Sarah-Jane MacDonald on June 1, 2025:

12:34 p.m. Emma wrote: