Dear 338171 (may I Call You 338?)

It's No Use To Go And Take Courses In Playwriting Any More Than It's Much Use Taking Courses In Acting. Better Play To A Bad Matinée In Hull, It Will Teach You Much More Than A Year Of Careful Instruction.

There's Always Something Fishy About The French.

Of Course, The Age-old Tradition That A Star Must Appear Even If He Or She Is Practically Dying Is An Excellent One, But It Can Be Carried Too Far. I One Played A Performance Of The Knight Of The Burning Pestle With A Temperature Of 103 And Gave Sixteen Members Of The Company Mumps, Thereby Closing The Play And Throwing Everybody Out Of Work. There May Be A Moral Lurking Somewhere In This, But I Cannot For The Life Of Me Discover What It Is.

Dear 338171 (may I Call You 338?)

I'm Not A Heavy Drinker, I Can Sometimes Go For Hours Without Touching A Drop.