My top “What If’s”
I had a once in a lifetime chance to work for a very prestigious theatre company in London. If that wasn’t bad enough, I would have been working very closely with some of the top names in Modern Theatre (you actor types will know who I’m talking about) Harold Pinter, David Hare and Ariel Dorfman to name a few. The f**k up was a simple one. They didn’t get me a visa. I say it’s my fault because I should have been on top of things.
When I was living in London I had the worst crush on a (I can see now) disinterested guy. Come on… we’d sit in his back garden and he’d recite 8th century love poems in Gaelic to me! What’s a girl supposed to think? Meanwhile a guy who I thought was totally out of my league, had (I found out later) a thing for me. We kissed once and nothing I have ever heard of IMO can rival it in it’s unforgettableness. He is now a minor actor you’ll occasionally see on the BBC. He only looks better with age and I know, until the day I die, I will wonder “What If ?”