11:26 a.m. Lucas wrote:
Yeah, Barry is gold. Expecting his third kid and still lives at home, so I said he could pick up some door work at Lunar.
11:30 a.m. Amelia wrote:
Thanks again, Fran. We all needed to get out and do something. You can spend a whole night scrolling through Insta and TikTok and you’ve only watched Americans make iced coffee and organize their fridges.
11:32 a.m. Fran wrote:
Really? Glad I don’t bother with social media.
Message exchange between Fran Elroy-Jones and Georgia Taccuso on January 14, 2025:
11:46 a.m. Fran wrote:
Everything ok? You haven’t posted on the group chat.
11:46 a.m. Georgia wrote:
11:46 a.m. Fran wrote:
It’s your first time onstage, you’re bound to be a bit nervous.
11:47 a.m. Georgia wrote:
You said I looked like a cow.
11:48 a.m. Fran wrote:
Not me! My character. Lady Angkatell is elderly and has no filter. People were ruder in the 1900s. The concept of body shaming is twenty-first-century.
11:48 a.m. Georgia wrote:
So you think I look like a cow.
11:49 a.m. Fran wrote:
No! That’s what it says in the script. I was acting!
11:52 a.m. Georgia wrote:
The man who’s my husband really nasty.
11:53 a.m. Fran wrote:
I’ve known Nick a couple of years and he’s fine. His character has a complicated relationship with your character.
11:53 a.m. Georgia wrote:
He’s cheating on me.
12:02 p.m. Fran wrote:
Gerda and John Cristow are in an unhappy marriage. This story is about interlocking love triangles and how societal conventions, large and small, impact on personal relationships, to the extent that whole lives are defined not by passion or desire but by duty and fear of going against the grain. It’s not about who was killed and who done it, it’s much more subtle and ingenious than that.
12:03 p.m. Georgia wrote:
I don’t want to be in it anymore.