There is always a last minute 'return ticket' to a sold out show when you are persistent enough. That's how I got to see Angels in America at the National Theatre last week.

I was struck by how current that dramaturgy still is and really enjoyed the actor playing Louis who had made bold and unpredictable choices that I would have never thought of.

This morning, when the doors of my train opened at Liverpool Street, Louis- or the actor playing Louis, was on the platform wearing jeans and a red shirt, standing still like an apparition in Kushner's play.

I almost jumped off the train to approach him, but not only I was running late to my casting, but it was too early for it all not to be scary. So I stood still and became another apparition of the Gay Fantasia as the doors of the train slowly closed between us.