Rhia Charles, high class escort in London

Genius, Birthdays and Lovelies

It was my birthday recently.

I cant believe how many of my fine, gorgeous fellas remembered.

Guys that I have not seen for at least 2 years sending me cards and emails.   How lovely is that?

And also my guys from overseas, remembering my birthday!  Its not like I tell anyone is it?!! :)

Seriously. Thank you, thank you, thank you, everyone who remembered, it means a lot to me, it really does.  You are very, very special friends.

I had a lovely weekend.  I used to celebrate my birthdays the whole week long but I cant hack that pace so its just 3 days long now :)

My beautiful best friends in London and I went to one of my favourite restaurants – oh my goodness, what a fab time, talk about celeb spotting.  Oh and the food as usual was stunning plus the champagne and cocktails…

and then the next day a little garden party…

and then the next the theatre…

Now then, have you seen Jerusalem?  Have you?  I cant even tell you how fab that play is.   Mark Rylance?  I want to find words that have not been said before about the most brilliant actor you have ever seen.

I missed it the first time but I was determined to see it now its back in the west end.

I love raw, gritty drama, realism, especially British realism.

Love films like that too, Ken Loach: Kez, Gary Oldman: Nil by Mouth etc etc etc. Its probably why I love Shameless too.

I think I remember once reading somewhere someone saying about Olivier, that it was an almost surreal experience, watching him,  like being in the presence of genius, greatness and all that.   I never quite understood that.  An actor is an actor right?  Some are better than others,  yeah? blah blah blah.

Actually, I used to say that I preferred Italian realism where they dont actually use professional actors so that you cant confuse the authenticity of the part because you have already seen the actor in something else.

But no, this was on a different plane.   This person could not have given more of himself if he tried, he was GENIUS.

He was the perfect portrayal of the person he was meant to be.   He was an actor or was he?

That is what I felt watching Rylance the other night.

I watched him play a westcountry ‘wood/caravan dweller’ – of which I have had the dubious knowledge of .  I had to pinch myself that this play was indeed a play and Mr Rylance was indeed an actor.

The audience would react when things happened (I wont spoil it for you), we had to remind ourselves that this was a play.

Problem is now, I am going to measure every performance I ever see by him.

You have given me something wonderful Mister but you have also taken something away.   I cant imagine anyone measuring up to you. Ain’t that the thing with all great love affairs? :)

I wont spoil it for you with a synopsis of the play but…

When I came home, I took a peek at Mr Rylance and I discover that he is not even English but  an American.

What??   No, he must be from Somerset. He must have been a ‘traveller’.

Shocking!, Astonishing, Amazing, Incredible, Extraordinary.  GENIUS.   See, I still cant find new adjectives to describe this guy’s performance.

I am not going to put on a little sneek peek video because you really need to see it in its entirety.  I dont normally plug things as you know but bloody hell, that was gooder than good. See it if you can and if you like that sort of thing.

And yes I had a wonderful birthday, thank you so very much for asking :) xxx