Last weekend was opening weekend and I surprised myself: I got stuck in to Brighton Festival for the first time.
On Saturday I went with a friend to a comedy gig. I didn’t have much in terms of expectations, I just knew it was at the right time of day (early evening – I’m not going to an 9pm gigs because, bedtime) and it was in the right place: the Warren. The Warren is a part of the festival that I’ve heard very good things about, so I wanted to explore it. And oh boy: was I in for a treat. I have this thing, may be it’s because I’m fairly empathic or maybe it’s because I know how it feels to be on stage… But I make extra effort to smile and laugh. And may be it was the beer, but after the initial awkward 5 minutes (which by the way EVERYONE experiences – something to think about if you’re scared of being on stage – you only need to get past the first 5 minutes) After that passed, I was basically in hysterics. And I mean hysterics: laughing and crying. Yes, there were tears. I think the comedian took a shine to me then, because I was clearly a fan – and pulled me on stage to dance with him as part of this bit where he acts out the starting credits to Magnum PI, with the themesong playing… Apparently I was only there for 15 seconds, but it obviously felt like an eternity. Thank god there was some booze in the system or that would have been much, much worse.