Part 5: The Aftermath
Knowing that I had given my all and that it had felt such a success gave me a glow that would last for weeks after the performance. I basked in the warmth and glory of those feelings. I gripped and grinned with Prince Charles in a post-show lineup, then on to the after party. I can’t remember too much about it, except to say that I became engrossed in conversation with an up and coming actor. He was unassuming but with an enigmatic presence that gave me the sense I’d see him again some time. He quietly shuffled off into the London night, brown leather case in hand. We all have our moment in the sun and that day felt like it was mine. A couple of years later it would be his, on those same London streets, as Sherlock.
And so, with hindsight I can reflect on all the many strange threads this life has weaved together for me; but it’s especially for those vibrant and colourful moments in its rich tapestry that I am truly grateful. Thanks Queen for the music. Thanks Brian and Roger for the chance to perform with you.
Oh, and thanks Freddie for letting me be you.