There was no professional theater in Cork, but still I did a lot of performing.
One moment cannot be the most important.
There is a great relief in experiencing the worst vicariously.
My mother adores singing and plays piano. My uncle was a phenomenal pianist. My brother John is a double bassist. I used to play the piano, badly, and cello. My brother Peter played violin.
I take the theater seriously in that I loathe it, I'm bored by it.
This whole tribal loyalty seems to have gone.