Well, the Isle of Wight at least!
A great few days working at the stunning Carisbrooke Castle.
It was a great few days and for a couple of them the weather was scorching. When I take my shirt off it looks as though I have someone else's head on. It's a completely different colour from the rest of my body.
We were working with some old friends of ours, the fabulous Hautbois.
Rick and Nell are always great fun to share a site with. There were some pirates there too. Did you know that pirate ladies smoke cigarettes? I didn't.
Anyway, we were the second most popular act there. We were upstaged by the donkeys.
However, it has to be said this is not the most humiliating upstaging that I have ever suffered.
I once had a storming arena performance upstaged by a demonstration of an automatic baling machine.
Now I wouldn't have minded if this happened, but it didn't. Still it was at a young farmers' do, so whatever gets you through the night I suppose.
Well loads happening on the Toastmaster front.
Another couple of bookings in, one for this year and one for next.
The first is on a recommendation from Mahdu's, a large Indian caterer. It is at the Radisson at Heathrow. The other is for the brother of the first English wedding I worked at years ago,that of Gemma and Aaron.
Well, gentle reader that's nearly it, apart from the fact I have been invited to apply for a fellowship of the august body to which my professional Master of Ceremonies allegiances are pledged, The National Union of Toastmasters.
We shall see.
Live Long and be Toastmastered.
