The Word Cloud

Julie Cohen's Character Workshop was a huge success: a hoot. About seventy people were entertained and inspired - I won't say too much about the process because I'm sure there will be opportunities for you to experience it first hand. We were given a few simple props on the way in, and with a brief introduction, we set about building seventy unique and rounded characters.
I was pleased when Skylark parked next to me on the second row; we could exchange puzzled glances. The gender of our individual character was determined by the toss of a coin. Heads or tails, what could be simpler? Of course, if your coin landed on it's edge you had to develop the character of a hermaphrodite. The same if you dropped it - Skylark. Rules are rules, but I could tell by the covert coin retrieval operation to my right that this one was about to be broken.
My attempt at disapproval was undermined by my smile, no doubt, but I could afford to feel smug - I was to create a bloke; I know about them. It went well for a while. Then we had to describe our character in action - walking across a room and then picking up an object. Easy.
Next, we had to explain why the object in question was of fundamental and urgent importance to our character. My internal shout of "bollocks" may have been externalised a tad, to the extent that I owed an explanation to Julie and my workshop colleagues.
"Sorry. My bloke picked up a plump, pink, prawn canape."
The measure of Julie's workshop is that I could recover from this and complete the exercise. She told me the following morning that my decison making skills may feature in her next performance. I was tickled pink.