The after show party

Post adrenaline-rush fatigue has set in and small bodies lie scattered around the closed bar. Some still have their make-up on and quite a few heads are back-combed candyfloss. A couple have overdosed on a secret stash of e-numbers and leap up and down in manic glee. The adults have spent the energy needed to chastise them and, for once, they are allowed to prance about unchecked. A long day stretches out behind us and a short night in front but all worth it to see their faces illuminated with that special after-performance glow – discernible even in the waiting gloom of the wings.

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. jennycannell
    Apr 28, 2013 @ 22:26:17

    That paints the perfect picture x


  2. Helen Jane Merritt...Musings from a Random Mind
    May 06, 2013 @ 21:37:08

    Just realised that I hadn’t replied. Thank you for your comment Jenny (I hope that I managed to convey the exhaustion of ALL concerned!) 🙂


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