Tuesday 7 March 2017

Another full house rehearsal

Well, everyone was in Shed 3b for another splendid and action-packed rehearsal.

The now-compulsory health checklist included Ian straining his throat trying to sound like Jimmy Somerville, Tod thrilling us with tales of his Hiatus Hernia, and Charlie trying to explain what it feels like when a ladybird takes shelter in your inhaler, and ends up three parts of the way down into your lungs. (It's not nice, and the resultant reflex upthrowing/coughing was fairly painful).

Dave and John seemed healthy enough.

News filtered out during the evening that Ian used to have a 28" waist and a nice sparkly ear-ring. That might explain the Jimmy Somerville impersonation, then. Tod claims to have photographic evidence. It was suggested that hair might have featured, too, but that was dismissed roundly. Despite all these slurs, Ian very kindly brought the remains of his birthday cake. Despite this heart-warming gesture, we all gave him a hail of abuse for having just bought a Mercedes.

There was a bit of proper rehearsal, too, as we polished and honed a few songs until they shone.

I have an odd memory of a discussion about the incredible talent and charisma of Boy George and Culture Club, but I think I'd had too much cake and the blood had drained from my head, and must have imagined it.