Bit of a lie-in, bit of work on the Boat Opera script and then off to meet up with Matt, Sally and Rob to celebrate Matt's birthday in Cambridge. Lovely afternoon full of great conversation in great company...this is how it should be every week.
Simple drive over to a small village to host, and then perform a full set. I was under the impression it was in a village hall, but on arrival it turns out it was a working men's club. Naturally I was a little apprehensive but several things worked in my favour: my good friend Paul was turning up as a punter anyway and - although I was happy to do the show unamplified - he insisted we use a PA (and he's into this sort of thing for his living) and the volume helped assert our authority, the lady who booked us (Polly) is awesome - her enthusiasm just helped a lot, and also, perhaps most importantly, the audience were just really attentive.
I hosted the first half with Adam, Ruth and Matt all being great and then we had a special guest. The legendary Mr PBH himself turned up midway through the first act as an audience member (he just wanted to get out of London for a bit and saw my post on Facebook so thought he'd show his support) so I managed to get him onstage for a brilliant 10 minute spot. This was at a point when the room needed waking up a bit, it was all very polite but on the verge of feeling quite tired; Peter totally stormed it and was really in their faces. It's all stuff I've seen him do before but they're all classics. The only problem being he went down so well, I found it hard to follow that. I did, it was fine, but you could just feel the tempo in the room drop a little. Still, went down well enough and the promoter was thrilled. A good night, that probably shouldn't have worked.
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