AUDITIONS have got to be every actor's nightmare. Not even the most egocentric prima donnas could relish the thought of standing in front of the full-length mirrors at the Fringe Club rehearsal studio.
For most, the idea of delivering 17th century Elizabethan verse probably gets top marks for boredom appeal, but the temptation of escaping to a world of witches, apparitions and brutal sword fights proved irresistible to 26 hopeful youngsters. They had succumbed to the challenge of Shakespeare in the sweltering heat of a Saturday afternoon.