After a very good night in Wimbledon’s
watershed watching some interesting
marillion influenced comedy BY THE MIDDLE CLASS AND INIMITABLE COMEDION Will Smith.
‘2005 marks the 20th anniversary of Marillion’s Misplaced Childhood album. Will Smith traces the cultural legacy of this rock milestone, and examines how childhood’s have changed in this time. A child in ‘85, he got his kicks making Star Wars guns
out of Lego, unlike today’s ‘obese law-breaking drug-addled thieves and brigands!’
Since 2004’s Liverpool and Edinburgh shows Will Smith has been nominated for a South Bank Award for comedy and appeared in the Royal Variety performance.’ plus a stint by 3 South African comedians all of these Edinburgh festival previews BTW, we said our goodbyes to Rob Young and took a taxi back to my place detouring past one of the most greasy and nasty tasting chicken fillet sandwiches in the world, even Dave couldn’t finish it, so I know it must have been bad. Jolene Steve Dave and I partied long in to the night making way too much noise and at the end only Steve and I were left.
Saturday saw me waking early because of the man from DFS coming to fix my couch. The incompetent buffoons forgot to bring the feet, and it took calls over 3 days to get it sorted. The poor bugger though, to walk in to my home at that time of the day on a Saturday is a brave thing to do. I was in a towel, and Dave and Jo in bed. Tell ya what, he couldn’t get out fast enough!! The remainder of the afternoon was spent with us having a quiet few hours then going to Paul’s bbq at the Rising Sun. he had purchased a cask of Progress to mark the occasion, and food was plentiful and yummy. Dan Wilmot came over to enjoy a few hours with us, and Don’s performance of singing in the rain whilst outside with a brolly was particularly accurate and scary.
Because of lack of sleep on Saturday I was first back to Roberts mansions, but woke up again when the rest of the rabble returned. Dave was first asleep, a sure signed the guy is getting old, Jo Steve and I spent a few hours on Skype talking with friends then we all ended up sleeping.
I woke on Sunday in les than good form, and couldn’t even eat my Sunday roast. The libation of choice for me yesterday was water, and this did taste indeed like the drink of the gods.
I’m having a day off work today and generally tidying up, catching up with mail and chilling. I think I will have a Chinese tonight.
L8R