DID IT ON THE WRONG THING

SATURDAY, 30 OCTOBER 2010

Well, That Went Remarkably Well

As oppose to my suggesting that Greg Davis would 'Rip the piss out of me', the night went fantastically well.

There really wasn't anything for me to complain about, which I didn't expect to be saying as we left roughly ten minutes later than expected. This was, of course, my fault; I had been spending too long on my previous blog. So, dabs of panic already appearing, we set off, only to find that we would have to be diverted, putting another fifteen minutes onto our journey. Oddly, this couldn't have worked out better for us. After sitting in our seats which provided us with a perfect view for a matter of seconds, the incredibly well grown man proceeded to the stage. This entrance was followed with a show which I am afraid to admit gave me 'the giggles'.I would highly recommend the show for anyway who has a soul. Unfortunately , He didn't pick on me for being a drama student, but opted to tell us about some of his more ludicrous pupils. My disappointment for not being picked on, however, was more than made up for when I noticed a large head above the crowd in the bar. Grabbing a pen and one of his posters, I began to move forward. I was reminded of the time that I met Rhod Gilbert, and my mum managed to get on better with him than I did. Worry started filling my head. This doubt, of course, escaped my head as soon as we started talking. I would have to say that he is the nicest famous man I have ever met, and he probably will be for quite some time. A few photos of me looking small in comparison with him and a poster on which he signed 'cheers Andrew/ Greg' between his nipples later, I became a happy and optimistic child who couldn't stop smiling.

I may have to clarify for a few of you that he was topless in the photo, something which we had a conversation about;

A- "What possesed you to have the photo taken naked?"

G- "You know what? Basically, I was in a photoshoot for about three hours and nothing vaguely funny had happened so I literally just said 'Shall I take my top of?' 'Okay... How about this hat?' That was it!

 

So the night was undoubtedly a success. Today, I'm off to see my friend Tom, a boy whose manners are impeccable. There may be a few updates later, but for now that's it, bye.

P.S Anyone who sees Greg as a direct result of this blog, watch out for his encore, it is incredible.

Jamie's misfortune gave me an excuse to ramble

Jamie, a formidable yet enjoyable force of a brother, has had a typical outburst of cold/snot. A random and  not particularly serious suggestion came to me; the Greek theory of clearing sinuses has been proved and tested. So, bowl full of hot water at the ready Jamie begins to burn his nose. Four tissues full of something which we don't need to name later, Jamie needed another way to amuse himself. Typical craze back in his eyes, an outburst of "Let's make a bowl full of tea, eh?" puts me in an interesting position; shall I play along, or have him clear his sinuses into my hair? I don't particularly fancy the latter. "Go on, then!"
As a regrettably vain teenager, I was merely thinking about how many 'Likes' I would have on facebook. Ah, the arrogance of youth. Still, you can't argue against it being a good anecdote. By anecdote, of course, I now interpret that word as 'blog'. If this does go well, I will probably be spending my most of my free time wondering 'Will this work as a blog?'
The bowl full of tea ended up as a quite remarkable win in the world of anecdotes- straws are recommended, tea bags are useful to play with. The downside of these pieces of equipment is that the more immature audience may laugh at my 'game of tea-bagging', and plastic is liable  to melt when exposed to high temperature.

As much as I would love to carry on, my blog has to be cut short today as I am off to Cambridge to see Greg Davis. This experience may leave me with an excuse for further blogging, depending on whether or not the former Drama teacher asks "Are there any drama students in?"
For now, however, I will leave you with the thought of a Comedian ripping the piss out of me.