The Artisans AGM last night.  An eventful, but unproductive evening.

Gave Joan a lift, looking frankly radiant - so nice to see her so well after her stroke.  She's stepped down as secretary, unsurprisingly, so the group gave her warm thanks, and decided to honour her by creating a new class of membership, that of "Honorary Life Member", she to be the first recipient thereof, to reflect the group's respect and love for her.  Nice to be able to repay her kindness to me, for the lovely things she said for my Jo Stoneham Award a year and a half ago.

Then we got on to the year's programme, and I dropped my little bombshell.  I'd originally said, before the redundancy was certain, that I'd direct the summer show.  Now, of course, because I'm going to be trying to make a go of professional acting, I can't really commit to anything... just in case.  This didn't go down awfully well.  I probably came across as pompous and conceited - especially since there's every chance that I'll get no work at all.  Think I pissed Nicola off royally - she didn't even say goodbye.  But then, I had hoped to have a chat with her about it before the meeting, but she was very late, so I couldn't.  I feel rather shitty though, for not having warned her before.