I was lucky enough early March to travel to Edinburgh with Improbotics to perform at the Edinburgh International Improv Festival. After the festival I took advantage of my geographical location to travel by train (and a ferry) to visit friends and family in Scotland and Ireland. Given recent events, and the restrictions currently in place, I’m very thankful I got the opportunity.
For the foreseeable there’s no shows on the horizon (obviously), but attempting a virtual session with Plus Support tonight and The Nursery on Monday; I admit I’m a doubter but have heard good things so willing to be converted. The rest of my time (aside from work work) is to be spent reading and in the watching of TV. Stay safe and keep washing those hands.
There’s been various reasons in 2019 I haven’t managed to write this blog as frequently as I would’ve liked. Finding the time was one of those reasons. If I had found some, I would’ve liked to mention some of the shows I was lucky enough to be involved in, which included a special show with Improbotics in Sweden as part of Improfest Gothenburg. I would’ve also written briefly about my regular trip to Broadstairs Folk Week (quite wet, outward train delayed by 2 hours, but I heard some great music), and of a trip to Kingsdown and the White Cliffs of Dover one weekend in the summer. But I didn’t find time, so this short summary and the photos below will have to suffice.
There’s already shows confirmed in 2020 I can tell you about: City Impro have a spot at the Phoenix Remix Live in January. Then in March, I’ll be performing with Improbotics as part of the Edinburgh International Improv Festival on Sunday 1st (tickets). And in May, City Impro have two shows running at the Brighton Fringe: Improv Deathmatch and Laugh Island.
- Reading: Moonglow, Michael Chabon
- Viewing: I’m very late to Inside No. 9, embarrassingly late
- Drinking: Bourbon
Reading: Take A Girl Like You, Kingsley Amis
Currently travelling from Barcelona to Malaga by train. 162km/h (about 100mph) is nothing. We got up to 301km/h (187mph) at one point.
Went to Whitstable a couple of days ago.
Made a trip to Broadstairs, Kent:
It was the weekend of the week-long folk festival.
In The Chapel on Albion Street (a bar I’ve heard being disparaged but that I like for the fact they sell beer, very good cider and books) as well as discovering The Prodigy I bought this book:
I bought it for that title really. And the aforementioned cider might have, at first, influenced my decision, but my mind was made up when I saw this great photo inside: