We bloody well should be on the stage

The air is thick with jealousy here in our living room.

Simon and I are watching a programme about how The Pitmen Painters got taken to Broadway, and all the Geordie actors are so excited about setting up the play in New York, and showing the audience their dressing rooms, and the glitzy opening night, and there's clips of the play in rehearsals and in action, and we're both sitting here grinding our teeth because WE WANT TO DO IT.  Gnnhrghpsh.