Pack In. New Zealand version of Bump In. Christy spends the morning on the phone calling people to offer some free tickets to the weekday shows. Various family support services. Luke and I go on a mission for a big fridge box, craft knives and packing tape.
With the new wooden box it takes two trips to get the set down to the Fortune. The theatre is an old Methodist church where Christy’s great-grandmother was married and now a cavernous theatre with a bunch of staircases and little backstage rooms. Becks, the techie who runs the place from the inside welcomes us and does the tour. Friendly and self deprecating.
The new fridge box requires some refitting so Luke spends some time with a tape-measure and a pencil and Christy has a bunch of publicity calls to make and organising to meet her Dad, Kevin. I sit with Becks and try to put together some lighting states. There are about 50 lights in the Fortune – unlike the 30 or so in the Bosco so everything seems to take longer.
Kev shows up part way through and sits in the audience saying ‘now I feel part of it.’ I work on the teacher’s notes which need a bunch of formatting in the moments I have time.
We officially have until 5pm and 5 we finish building the set and re-focussing programming the lights. Luckily Becks is relaxed about staying around to do a quick cue to cue to give her a sense of what she’ll be doing. As soon as she says she’s happy Luke and Christy run downstairs to put on make up and costumes for the photoshoot.
Becks says she’ll stay so we can keep the lights on for the photographer from the Star who shows up while Luke and Christy are still downstairs. Kev tells her how he became a postman after they made the show and then they arrive and she asks why people should come and see the show and what its like for Christy to come home and perform. Christy smiles and holds her hands together saying, ‘it’s so good’. They do acro on the box for the camera for a long time and then we finally get to go to Kev’s house.
Drive out through a wet, misty Dunedin, Kev points out the harbour and the train and we talk about Waitangi and the new stadium and dairy farming. Purakanui: the inlet, the windy dirt road, the yellow sign pointing down to their house saying ‘Kev and Sue’s.’
Dinner. Charlie-dog. Welcomingness.
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