The Canterbury Players next production will be Terry Pratchett's Wyrd Sisters.
Here's the (abridged) opening.
A blasted moor. Lightening cracks and thunder rumbles. Mist swirls and three misshapen figures are huddled around a dark, twisted cauldron which boils with green fog. Over the roar of the storm a screeching voice cackles "When shall we three meet again?".
There's a pause.
"Well I can't do next Tuesday, I'm babysitting for our Derek".
I was desperate to be involved with this play. I didn't care how - I just wanted to be a part of something that I know is going to be brilliant fun.
his own blog which you can read here