(Crap joke)
It's been about 3 or 4 years since I've been here with the show and it's not changed at all. While Sean was maneuvering the truck around the back I saw a sneaky opportunity to sly off and get some breakfast in the cafe situated in the same building.
Back to build up, it was business as usual. All of us clambering over each other with a general sense of "my shit's more important than yours!"
John was on hand today bring replacement boxes and taking the duff ones back with him. So it was the first time since Middlesbrough that we had a full strength pa with no work-rounds. Which was nice! Still lacking some decent covers for speakers though so I can expect to see these new ones in a state in no time.
I did manage to get off to lunch in decent time. It was a pub just across the road. I made my usual fucking off through the door as to lot get followed by anyone I chose not to hang with.
Needless to say, they walked through the door some minutes after me.
I sat and ate with the band and traded piss taking stories until it was time to get our arses back to the venue to have the meeting, spundcheck and show.
For shits and giggles, we arranged vitali's clothes on the floor with his zombie mask. It made us laugh at the time but as of now, it probably doesn't come across that funny.
Also, dressed up Vitali in Costell's clothes and called him "son of papa FUCK SAKE!" Which is something Costell says A LOT!
It was The Mongolian Laughing Boy's first show after taking over from Danny, who'd gone off to start panto. Probably Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. Just a guess!!!
Mongy's act has lost not of it's shock and after he turned around after the pins through the cheek bit to show all the blood, actual blood, not that fake shit, pouring down his face and chest, I almost gagged myself.
Mongy
Apparently quite a few walked out holding their mouths.
Haze rowed like fuck with one of the I house crew over bringing house lights up early. I didn't quite catch it but it was heated.
Heated!!!
Pull down, off to London to drop everyone off before getting to the travelodge in tolworth and looking forward to the long lay in before we travel on to the next travelodge.
We've had a day off, the a show, then a day off, then a show then another day off. It's broken up the flow but it's been great for me having to just laze about until midday. And tomorrow I had my first class seat on the lazy fuckers bus well booked.
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