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    A group of men and women of different nationalities (ranging from Japanese, German, Italian, Russian, Australian, Vietnamese, French, Norwegian), and faiths are gathered in a circle waiting for me to start the open mic.

    Diane: Hi everyone. It’s great to see you all here. Cluny unplugged gives everyone a chance to have a go at singing, telling a story or a poem or play the guitar. This is not a performance/audience situation, this is not a competition and we are not judging anyone. This is a sharing.
    Greta: I’ll start.
    Diane: Well done. Welcome.
    Greta: I’m going to sing I Will Survive.
    Greta proceeds to sing out of key but with great enthusiasm. Some people from her join in
    Singing the chorus. She walks up and down punching the air.

    Diane: That was amazing, thank you.
    Everyone claps and congratulates her as she sits down exhausted and grinning
    Diane: Ah Chris, are you going to give us a song this evening?

    Chris, a very shy man who wears a tie, a shirt, a pullover and jeans; stands up and sings Danny Boy with a perfect tenor voice.
    Diane leads the applause wiping a tear from her eye.

    Many of the 40 gathered people do not speak English. Some of the gathered are vulnerable and innocently seeking spiritual awareness.

    Adrian, (a six foot 5 inches tall blond German young man) calls out:
    I’m going to do a scene from The Big Lebowsky. Grinning widely he steps through the circle with his long skinny legs:
    My friend is videoing me!
    Adrian: Is this your homework (he holds up a piece of paper)
    Is that your car out front?
    We know you stole the money.
    This is pointless!
    Now for plan B.
    You might want to look out of the window.

    Adrian proceeds to take a large cardboard carton out of a bin bag, with the outline of a car badly drawn on it, gets a crow bar from his back pack and starts violently to hit the box yelling:
    There you go Harry.
    This is what happens.
    This is what happens.

    The violent action so close up alarms the circle of people and causes some of the elderly Japanese women to draw away looking confused and frightened

    Diane: (looking very annoyed) well you might have told me you were going to do this! And you could have told us the Big Lebowski story first.
    Adrian is laughing and wiping the sweat off his brow; looking triumphant and ignoring Diane.
    (Twelve months before this performance Adrienne had been very withdrawn and would only talk in a whisper one on one).

    Diane: right everyone; we have been invited to the Gay Mens' Spiritual Retreat group Ceili, led by Sidney in the ballroom.

    SCENE 2:

    A smaller group assembles in the ballroom.
    The Gay men’s Spiritual Retreat Group have arrived dressed in various forms of drag for the celebration.

    Sidney: Partner up for the Ceili. We need one person to make up a couple here. (Pointing to Trevor who is wearing a brightly coloured sarong round his waist, and a long black wig,)

    Chris: I’ll partner him.

    Sidney: OK two lines please.
    Women on the left and men on the right.
    Chris goes into the women’s line and Trevor lines up with the men.
    Sidney: All ready for the ‘Gay Gordons’.

    Two behind two,
    in a big double circle.
    Gents on the left,
    lady had both hands in front.
    Four steps forward,
    swivel, right and
    four steps reverse………………..

    Richard trips over Diane’s foot at the end of a line and four more couples trip over too.
    Everyone collapses in hysterical giggles.

    Sidney: Now for the Dashing White Sergeant.
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