Complete with 'clown white make up, red nose and lips' Zoe rehearses her clown role. She has decided to call the act 'Sally Custard's Silly Time.' Imagining the cheers and roars from the audience Zoe takes center stage. Camera, lights action and the performance begins.
It quickly became obvious that Zoe simply did not have enough money to employ other people to appear at Oh Crumbs Theater. The only solution was for Zoe to play all the roles herself, clown, juggler, storyteller, singer, host, acrobat. 'I'll have to play the lot!' Zoe said as she entered stage left.'Even then I will still need money to pay for publicity, leaflets and posters to let people know when my shows are on. Refreshments, someone to welcome the audience and guide them to their seats.' Zoe started to hunt around the stage and dressing rooms to see if any props had been left behind. 'Mmm books featuring The Shellies;' quickly flicking by the pages she discovered song sheets once more featuring The Shellies. ' Oh! What luck I can work with this material for my shows. Now for makeup. I must have makeup so that I can look like different performers.' Having found a stash of stage makeup Zoe quickly transformed herself into a clown.
After enjoying a cake and mug of tea at the Blue Bag and Fun Pot Cafe, Zoe ventured further down the Cobbles to seek artistic advice from the owner of Click Clicks photography shop. 'Oh just call me Clickety!' insisted the owner. When Zoe informed Clickety she needed help designing a poster he proceeded to provide a few tips. ' First you need a good idea, this must be followed by inspiration and next use your hands, mark my words that's my advice to you.' In hushed tones Clickety added, 'if that doesn't help look at how some of the other posters have been designed.'
Thanking him, Zoe strolled along the Cobbles to get an eyeful of the other designs.
Taking a break from her theater cleaning duties, Zoe decided to walk around the area to meet the neighbours on the Cobbles. Bucket and spade shops, gift emporiums, ice cream parlours , a hotchpotch of gift shops along with deck chairs for hire and a fair. 'Everything a holiday maker or visitor could possibly desire' thought Zoe. Outside every building were notices or posters. Deciding to make a few leaflets and posters for her theater Zoe wandered around seeking a tad of inspiration on designs and colours.
After dashing round the ramshackle theater trying to clean it, Zoe suddenly, in the midst of sneezing, realized that it would need far more than a quick flick of a duster to get the place ship shape. To cheer the work along music was required. The first few tunes had blasted over the airwaves and the 'duster busting' was going swell till the music stopped. 'Maybe it's a game of musical chairs' thought Zoe till a story broke the silence. Not any old story, oh no! It was a Shellies story. 'Once more our paths have crossed!' whispered Zoe, 'But who are The Shellies? Who are you?' she demanded.