I have, in my possession, a lifesize cardboard cutout of myself wearing a tuxedo and striking a gameshow-host pose. It dates back to the Raw Theatre tournament I hosted in summer 2003, which ran over six Saturdays, one of which I was on holiday, so they replaced me with a cutout. The producers (Aubs and… Continue reading The Eyes Keep Following Me
Month: August 2005
This Is More Like It
In stark contrast to the rubbish I produced, here is the piece Jane Richards (AKA Simone Evrard) wrote to accompany the wonderful gift she gave me. The limerick form appears to be mandatory. There once was an actor called ‘Petty’, And it’s to him I dedicate this fine ‘Netty’. It’s crude and it’s brash, And… Continue reading This Is More Like It
Lyme Regis July 2005
This was disrupted somewhat by events. Disrupted seems a little disrespectful, but you know what I mean. But, it was all booked, Mairi’s parents and nephews were all ready to go, so we went. I needed some time off anyway, on top of the compassionate leave, and it had taken us long enough to find… Continue reading Lyme Regis July 2005
My Netty Effort
Here is the crappy poem what I wrote to accompany the gift I gave my compatriot James Grayston at the after-show party, in the ceremony we call the ‘Netties’. This inmate is further in years, Than his partner in crime, it appears. When calling for “Food!”, His “Pleas” are quite good His “Not me!” a… Continue reading My Netty Effort