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Aug. 11th, 2009 03:48 pmHello folks.
A. and I went for a pub lunch in a village called Goose Eye, and had a walk up a stream which used to be channeled for a wool mill; it was cool. I saw a frog.
Saw The Travelling Improv Troupe Who Aren't Allowed To Call Themselves The Comedy Store Players, But That's Pretty Much Who They Are, last night; despite having to do the first half mikeless, they were very good. (They come to the area as part of an outdoor Shakespeare festival, so they improvise a Shakespeare play; Romeo and Bob had a sad lack of actual Romeo/Bob content, but was very funny. Plus, it had cross-class tensions, in that Bob was a sturdy man of the people- "Bob, a builder thou art, cans't fix my roof?" "Aye, marry can I.") Also, during a Theatre Styles, getting the suggestion ballet ("fuck you"); a sketch about the Antarctic getting derailed into a load of one-liners ("they're a right bunch of comedians, this lot"); and Richard Vranch impersonating a kebab.
Interview in two days.
Blackberries have started; must finish off the ones in the freezer from last year!
Finally got round to getting the gutter fixed (now just need to get the plumber in, and a carpenter, oh and replace a window), and also pried some plywood off the banisters on the hall, so the stairs get much more light. So I need to do a spot of painting... at least the place is only Victorian, so I don't get quite the, um, interesting layers left by 300 years' worth of of botched-up jobs that the parental unit's house has.
A. and I went for a pub lunch in a village called Goose Eye, and had a walk up a stream which used to be channeled for a wool mill; it was cool. I saw a frog.
Saw The Travelling Improv Troupe Who Aren't Allowed To Call Themselves The Comedy Store Players, But That's Pretty Much Who They Are, last night; despite having to do the first half mikeless, they were very good. (They come to the area as part of an outdoor Shakespeare festival, so they improvise a Shakespeare play; Romeo and Bob had a sad lack of actual Romeo/Bob content, but was very funny. Plus, it had cross-class tensions, in that Bob was a sturdy man of the people- "Bob, a builder thou art, cans't fix my roof?" "Aye, marry can I.") Also, during a Theatre Styles, getting the suggestion ballet ("fuck you"); a sketch about the Antarctic getting derailed into a load of one-liners ("they're a right bunch of comedians, this lot"); and Richard Vranch impersonating a kebab.
Interview in two days.
Blackberries have started; must finish off the ones in the freezer from last year!
Finally got round to getting the gutter fixed (now just need to get the plumber in, and a carpenter, oh and replace a window), and also pried some plywood off the banisters on the hall, so the stairs get much more light. So I need to do a spot of painting... at least the place is only Victorian, so I don't get quite the, um, interesting layers left by 300 years' worth of of botched-up jobs that the parental unit's house has.
