Nick Jackson

At the risk of feeling the wrath of the Drama Society presidents, I feel obliged to comment about some of the acting.

With less than a week to go until the first performance of our Pantomime (As an aside, we still don’t have all the sets painted, and I don’t know what I’m doing!), some of the roles would be better played by Keanu Reaves. Now by training I am a techie with lighting as a specialist subject, but I have walked boldly across enough stages in my time to say that I could do a better job in some of the roles. I sincerely hope to God that this is only due to the lack of stage and audience, because if not the production will be ranked somewhere between Gigli and the icky black stuff on the bottom of our still-drying flats.

All that said, if you don’t mind a mildly poor script with a spattering of highlights and are happy to drink sufficient alcohol that you’ll find the endless penis jokes (Yes, I’m looking at you, the American Football team!) funny, then come and see it. Posters are around the Uni, tickets are on sale, and to be perfectly honest you’re not going to have anything better to do on a Monday/Friday/Saturday evening before the clubs open.

Editor’s Note: Yes, I know the above paragraph is phrased so it sounds like the American Football team are the penis jokes. I’ll leave it to other people to work out how valid that statement is.

I’ve joined two (Yes, two!) societies here at Lincoln. V-GAS (The Video-Gaming Appreciation Society) and the Drama Society. Thieving bastards, £5 for V-GAS and £20 for Drama. Apparently I get a free t-shirt though, so it must be worth it.

I also think I’m the only person who understands savoury mince. When I cooked it today, people just looked at me blankly and said “Meh? What’s savoury mince?”. When I explained it, people went “Oh, bolognese!” and I had to respond with something along the lines of “No, it’s not bolognese! If it was bolognese I would have said bolognese! It’s savoury mince!”

Foreigners.