Snow?

I've just spoken to George in Norfolk and he reports hail and snow. In May? So maybe Jonathan and I should be grateful we're dripping with sweat (very much not perspiration) here as we step off the boat and back onto dry (or at least steamy) land. Off to the Opera House tonight which has apparently been air-conditioned since the 1970s with a rather nifty ceiling and under-floor vent system. Which is rather more than we've been able to afford in the new Unicorn. Mind you, we open Journey to the River Sea in February, so it shouldn't be too tropical an experience for the audience in there then.

Really keen readers will note that the next few entries don't come in order. I think the blog automatically puts the most recent one at the top, whereas I'm going to start typing up some of my entries from our jungle days now. Just in case you're suspicious that I'm actually just sat in Holborn making all this up.