Bentwater Roads: Down On The Farm.

Dragged myself around the park one time as the heat was intense and my legs were still feeling tired from the day before.

We congregated at the Theatre around midday and headed out to the farm where Pam is staying. I was in the back of Max's car and in next to no time I was completely lost. We made our way up a dirt road, with a herd of young bulls eyeing us over as we sped by and they continued lazily chewing cud around the pond.

Pam had been very busy and there was a massive spread, we had a lovely dip of smoked mackerel, crème fresh and garlic to begin with and then for a main there was a big leafy green salad, two different cold seafood pastas and a bowl of hot linguini with green beans, broad beans and peas in a cream, cracked black pepper and blue cheese sauce, delicious. Pam had also made two large trays of her fail safe lunch dish, a chicken curry bake, with mayonnaise of all things, condensed cream, curry powder, mushrooms and a dash of lemon. For pudding there were decadently sweet strawberries with cream, followed by home made lemon ice cream, made the night before by Pam.

The sun was blazing down and the surroundings were idyllic, Jeremy the owner of the farm has replica WWI trenches on his farm and they've been used for many a TV drama or film. Just on the verges of his beautiful farm house and rustic old barn he has a dark green pond full of carp. I sat on the edge watching the other rowing the small boat over the surface as sky blue dragon flies buzzed just above the water and groups of two or three carp pushed up to the top of the water to eat insects on the surface. A school of three carp were feeding from exactly the same spot and it looked like the three were entwined in an intricate kiss.

We were all very grateful for the massive feast and being allowed to enjoy the wonderful farm. I headed back into the hush house with Max and Silki so I could have a little siesta. In the rising heat I couldn't keep my eyes open.

Soon I was back up on my feet and playing another game of fast and furious two on two basketball. We slotted in three games before needing to cool down and stop sweating before the show. I added another few cuts, scrapes and scratches to my itinerary of injuries.

The show went really well, it was enjoyable, quick and the audience was really responsive. My agent had driven all the way up from London with her brother and they came and saw the show. They loved it, her brother finding the themes touching as he has just recently had a baby himself. A cute four month old, that doesn't even cry and sleeps all the night through, lucky, lucky man.

We piled into cars and the van and headed to the Moorish Lounge again. On the way from the carpark (down by the Woodbridge Docks) to the bar I bumped into a friend of Silki's I had met at her birthday party and she told us she'd already met people who had seen the show tonight and were saying it was ‘absolutely brilliant'.