(Probably male, but could be played by female)Ī fisherman.A New Vic Theatre production by Hans Christian Andersen (Probably male, but could be played by female as Principal Boy) Thank goodness! But when did you come out? We’ve come from the earth, but Kai is not there, so he must be in the land of the living. Just because we’ve got pretty faces and big petals, it doesn’t mean to say we’re all bimbos! We may be cleverer than you think, honeysuckle. Maybe we can help you find the one you’re searching for?

But I’m not stopping long – I’m looking for my friend, Kai. You may find her a bit wacky at first, but she’ll bring you no harm. Please don’t be afraid, little girl – that’s just Blossom, our mistress. (BLOSSOM exits SL, GERDA sits and the SUNFLOWERS gather round her.) Now, make yourself at home, dear – be a good girl and sit over here amongst my flowers, while I go and fetch you some strawberries. Norway? I didn’t realise I’d travelled so far! Norway is so lovely in the springtime, isn’t it? Hey, less of the sarcasm, Precious – or I’ll go and fetch the Roundup! (To Gerda:) Please, do come in, my dear. (Bursting in front of her, singing in an over-acted way:) Amaryllis! (Entering SR) Oh, excuse me, but I was wondering – is this the way to … Too right – we don’t want you turning into a blooming pansy! Okay, I’ll wear a bit less in the fuchsia! No need to get personal, luvvie! Just ‘cos I’ve got a bit of make-up on.Ī bit? Just look at your two lips! Oh, there’s always one, isn’t there? Oy, Precious – looks like you’re a bit off the wall, flower! (BLOSSOM comes face to face with PRECIOUS, the male sunflower.) I was once full of the joys of spring … before I became an elder flower! I wish you would, Blossom – I’m dying of thirst again! Please try to forget-me-not!Īlright, alright – I’ll remember to do it dahlia! (She inspects an older, jaded one.) Perhaps you could do with a bit more passion, flower? How are my lovely spring flowers this morning? (She inspects one.) You’re just perfect, my petal – a very prim rose! (Stooping to look at a smaller one:) Oh, dear – I think you need a bit more sun, flower! (Inspecting another:) And you’re wilting – I must water you more often.

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