The Admiral's Odyssey (the show I was working on) is finally over and I have time to eat and sleep. Six weeks of exhaustion and hell. I've learnt a lot. I've met extremely nice people and I've also met nasty ones. I've learnt not to assume and not to trust strangers I've learnt to humour people. Is this what adult life is all about? Knowing what to say and what not to say. Who to say things to and who you shouldn't tell things to?

At one point, I was tearing because of the enormous stress, physical and emotional fatigue. I hadn't realised I could still cry after all these years.

I've also made some new friends who are based all over the world.

The show was fantastic. And it made it worthwhile for me. It's hard to explain to those who don't already understand. When you've put six weeks of your life into a show, you want it to be the best show ever and all the terrible times you suffered will be worth if the audience loved it.

My life has a few days to sette down before I leave for Bangkok with my family for a shopping trip. It's going to be hell, I know. Shopping's such a nightmare. Leaving on the 14th, returning on the 18th.