We planned the performance for our patrons and that’s how we’re approaching it, but the National School did all the audience development, provided...the space, is paying us to be here and covering our expenses, and is providing the camera crew. Aside from the screw-up with letting us know what was expected—which is still gnawing at me—everything has gone smoothly.Last night, I found out a little of the dynamics of the commission. It’s got a noble purpose, but like all things that smack of. ‘Then she broke down. I’ve seen some girls cry after getting dumped but it was heart-rending, she sobbed for hours. I got her cool cloths and drinks of water. Then I put her to bed and held her hand until she fell asleep. ‘Anyway, the next morning she was just very quiet and I tried, well we all tried, to talk about it but she bit our heads off. She simply blotted him out. From then on she was never again her former happy self until you eventually managed to get through to her.’ There was a. I hadn't felt pain like this for a long time and never had it deliberately inflicted on me. I wondered if I could make it to six.Her heels clacked. I could feel her eyes on me, drinking in my pain. I didn't look back at her.Tap tap tap. Swish CRACK!Right on the bottom crease of my buttocks. Hardest one yet. I felt slightly sick from the pain. I knelt up and my hands flew to my cheeks."FUCK!"I could hear the cane tapping her leather boot, not impatiently."Please don't stop now." She said.I. OK, time to have some fun. Guess he will have to take the time to make sure everything is exact, with her an her vehicle. She looks at her watch again, this time he laughs out loud watching her stomp her foot on the ground. He slowly walks up to the car an writes down the tag number, keys up his mic to radio the information in to dispatch. Watching her out of the corner of his eyes sees her looking at her watch again. “tisk tisk” Glaring she again asks “Can you please hurry up, I’m very late..