Oh yes. There was a third one, wasn't there? After escorting my mother around the Emerald Isle and then driving a Ford Galaxy 1,800 miles in five days while mainlining Jaffa cakes. There was a third Daft Thing to do this month.
And it's happening later this week. I shall be treading the boards. The roar of the greasepaint, the smell of the crowd, and all that. Nothing too highbrow, you'll be pleased to know. A group of us are putting on three nights of comedy at a local theatre, in aid of Asthma UK.
Luckily, someone else has done the hard work and written our material, we're just performing the sketches. The one's I'm in include the Four Yorkshiremen one, Pete & Dud's One Leg Too Few, Tom, Dick and Harry (a Rowan Atkinson monologue) and Gerald the Gorilla from Not the Nine O'Clock News ("Wild? I was livid......").
Oh, and The Parrot Sketch. Apparently it's the law, or something.
I fully realise that almost none of the people who read this blog live anywhere near enough to be able to see the real thing. But here's the link anyway.
God, this is scary. I haven't done this for about fifteen years. This whole 'learning lines' malarkey is turning out to be a real worry. To distract you while I go off, lie down and breathe into a paper bag, here's Gerald for you. Enjoy.
3 comments:
I am completely confident that you will bring down the house. Or break a leg... or something.
You'll kill 'em. :o)
Lol! Love that sketch - have fun, enjoy yourself and as city girl says "break a leg!"
I would just like to say thank you for that title.
Love,
A fellow Ian Dury fan.
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