So. The Edinburgh Fringe show, which I'm itching to get to grips with, but can't.  I liked very much the glimpse of script that I saw at the audition, but that was over three weeks ago.  It's been more than a week since I heard I'd got the part, and it's quite an effort of will to keep the enthusiasm for it alive, without something tangible to look at.  I have the tantalising evidence of the rehearsal schedule, so I know when I'll be doing things, but not yet what. Please, Mr. Postman, bring me a script tomorrow...

At the same time as all this, it turns out Counterfeit Skin is being revived. Hooray!  Except that its performance dates coincide exactly with the period when I'll be in Edinburgh, so I can't be involved.  Quite a sad and poignant moment this morning, seeing the job advert for Leo pop up on CastingCallPro.

So, in summary:  A play I'd so love to do again, but can't, because of another play, for which I've yet to see a script.

It's fine, of course, that's just the way life is, but it's deeply frustrating.