With a Guinness in hand I say there shall be new pics!
At work we've been doing our Dickens' Christmas thing, which is 18 nights of a six course meal with singing and Santa and costumes. I play Scrooge. Please let me tell you that the personality begins to bleed over a bit. It is surprisingly hard to be grumpy. Maybe it's the fact that I've been trained to smile all these years, but scowling just doesn't come naturally.
Insults though, that is another matter. The other night at work, my buddy (who plays Jacob Marley) asked me in front of a whole group of people why I was so upset. I told him that he doesn't get to talk as he's dead. He