London, 14th of July 2026

👋 Greetings, dear readers.

As I get a bit of respite from the latest heatwave, now receding slightly into the sea of our messed-up climate, I have officially closed the academic year with one last performance of Don Quijote (for this term, at least). I’m giving myself a pat on the back for the good work, having visited a total of 30 schools across London and beyond, an increase from the previous year.

Let’s say I’m allowing myself a bit of holiday, a bit of rest, a bit of sleep, a bit of dreaming…

I lost the fear of going blank on stage, while doing scripted, when I became an improviser, which I was able to test during a production where I was in a scene that relied heavily on certain props. That day, my scene partner, who was responsible for bringing the props onto the stage, forgot to do so. I can still see his face with the words “Oh, shit” written all over it when he met me at the center of the stage. Looking back, it was quite comical. After a few long seconds, we snapped out of 'deer in headlights' mode, and we improvised our way through until we could land back into the script smoothly. I felt very proud of myself for being able to navigate our way out of the mess. Beginner me would definitely had struggle in that situation.

I have this recurring dream, every now and then, where I still have to pass a subject at university. There’s an exam starting right now, and I haven’t studied for it. Sometimes it’s not an exam, but a play and I have to come on stage with no idea of the script. Despite it being decades since my studying and memorizing days, I still have those dreams, but I don’t get as anxious as I used to thanks to experience like the one I mentioned.

One of my favourite horror movies of all time is 1987’s A Nightmare of Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors, where a bunch of teenagers fight againts Freddy Krueger in the dream realm by owning and harnessing their skills. Dreams are the ultimate reflection of our level of confidence in a particular skill, and the best skill to have in the face of the unexpected is (you guessed it) improv.

Have you ever found yourself using your improv skills to overcome any situation in your dreams? If so, congratulations, you’re subconscious is telling you that you are a confident improviser.

Stay hydrated, love to you all. 🫶

🥴 The failed theatre bit

Well, this is unusual, I normally find something interesting or likeable in whatever show I read or see, so I can share my insights with you.

The other day, I decided to see a successful musical that was on my bucket list, investing the corresponding amount of hours in the experience. And I pretty much disliked it. Great singers playing obnoxious characters, behaving stupidly as if in a bad sitcom while navigating quite problematic situations. I'm not going to name the production because I only want to boost good art.

So, due to a bad choice, I regret to inform you that The Theatre Bit is canceled this week. 😅

📆 What is coming up

• 🇬🇧 8th of August - True Heart Theatre Open Rehearsal (London, UK). Another opportunity to practice Playback Theatre or to discover it if you haven’t. Stay tuned.

• 🇬🇧 14th of August - Acaprov at Shoreditch Balls (London, UK). August tends to be a void for those staying in the city, why not filling it with fun and music? Join us for a good time. Tickets here.

• 🇬🇧 11th of September - Acaprov at Shoreditch Balls (London, UK). For so many people, September is a time for another beginning. Kick off the academic year with a musical. Secure your sit.

• 🇲🇹 18th of September - Intro to Playback Theatre (Valletta, Malta). I´m honoured to be part of the facilitator roster attending the Improvizza! festival in Malta. I´m excited to introduce Playback Theatre to improvisers there. Tickets here.

📚 🎮 🎥 📺 The geeky dessert

I’m geeking out so hard over my latest purchase. I love gadgets, and I really love my Steam Deck, it’s been a true companion for more than three years now, and it’s still championing along. So, I was thrilled when Valve announced the release of its living room counterpart, the Steam Machine. Especially since the mini PC I used for more demanding games, with the aid of an external GPU, decided to die and not resuscitate at the end of last year.

So after seven moths with a hole underneath my TV, last week, I was lucky enough to get out of the waiting list and able to purchase one. Bye bye, storytelling savings. It got home last weekend and I’ve been in Nintendo 64 kid mode for the past few days.

In case you are wondering what this gadget, named like a cleaning device, is: putting it plainly, it’s a small form factor PC oriented mainly to gaming thanks to a custom operating system (SteamOS) dedicated to offering a console-like experience to regular users. It’s cute, it’s silent, it has interchangeable faceplates, and, more importantly, it carries over your library and you don’t have to pay subscriptions like on the console counterparts.

It’s been bashed by PC and console gamers alike for running short on both purposes, but so far I’m pretty happy with its behavior, so let them hate. 😁