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History ensemble member Nick Asbury on accidentally going toe to toe with a badger...
Blur of black and white
Yesterday, Monday, we had technical rehearsals for Richard II. No rest for the wicked.
 A Sunday off after a big week and straight back at it. Anyway, we fair whipped through it and we got it finished at 5 o'clock which meant that for the first time in a long time we had the evening off as a company. We all piled to the pub naturally, and after three very nice pints I decided to get on my bike and head home. The thought of cooking and sitting down and watching some telly for the first time in ages was too much. It was bloody freezing and off I sped, powering up the hill, and as I turned in to my driveway in the dark I was hit full on the broadside by a badger. I let out interesting involuntary noises again. So much so that my flat mate, high up in the top of the house, wondered if I was I was calling to her. The beast had got me! Straight from the starboard side and hit me amidships. Claws. Teeth. A blur of black and white. It torpedoed underneath my pedal and got my left boot. There's a tooth mark on it.
Somehow, I managed to stay on the bike and carry on. I ventured a panicked look round. There was the creature, slightly dazed, in a heap, eyeing me with what can only be described as malevolence, while I stared back in a mixture of defiance and underwear moistening fear. Those things are big when you're going eyeball to eyeball with them. Vicious.
I parked my bike. Hang the lock, I thought, I'm about to get throated by a manic badger. And I shot upstairs with alarming speed. Breathless, I regaled my story to a frankly unimpressed flat mate, and for medicinal purposes only, had to tuck into a bottle of red that happened to be left over from the cast party we'd had at mine on Sunday. Out went the telly and thus, yet again, I woke up this morning with a headache. And a tooth mark on my boot.
So if getting attacked by demented badgers is what happens in Stratford on a night off then roll on the Octology! Tonight we do Richard II for the first time in three months and we had a good Dress of it this afternoon. It's such an enjoyable show to do. I found myself once again almost sighing out loud at the beauty of some of the language. But not as loud as when the beast badger got me. Now THAT was interesting language....
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