MICHAEL FENTON STEVENS

MICHAEL FENTON STEVENS
Ready to go on

Wednesday 16 February 2011

WEDNESDAY 16TH FEB


SITTING AND WAITING TO GO ON - SHALL I SHAVE NOW? - MOST DEMANDING!
As Michael Jackson pointed out, another day has dawn and I'm still all alone, though we're far apart, you are in my heart. He also wrote, I'm starting with the man in the mirror. Did he have mystic powers and the ability to pre-describe my life? Actually, he also wrote it don't matter if you're black or white, which is not only awful grammar but clearly bollocks. If history shows us one thing ....

Good morning.

Show went very well last night. An even more enthusiastic crowd of about 900 than on the first night. The Grand is truly spectacular! Here, this should prove it?


Yes, that is me preparing for the show and my inevitable standing ovation. Thankfully the audience don't see me from the back and thus are spared the ever thinning pate. Is it called a tonsia? Is that how you spell it? Who the hell am I asking questions of? Apologies, fictitious listener/viewer/reader.

It is a glorious day today here in Leeds. Yes, your eyes do not deceive you, the words 'glorious day' and 'Leeds' in the same sentence when referring to the weather. You may quote me.

Typically we have two shows. I've been for a walk, well, stroll this morning and am now ready to head off in to town from my digs. I am sharing this house with my lovely, Emmerdale obsessed landlady, Pam. She has a complete rogues gallery of signed Emmerdale publicity cards in the kitchen form people who have stayed here. I know several of the people but I'm not going to tell her that. There is also a Polish couple who seem to be living here permanently and a chap called Kyle who has just moved in but, again, is in for the long haul. They all seem shocked that I was only here for a week. Not even that. Monday to Saturday. I'm definitely driving home Saturday night after the shows.

My room is a small box room at the top of the house. Suit you sir. It has a single bed, chest of drawers, a sink, a TV and a chair. It's only £10 a night which means I have funds left over for my charity work. Well, the pub, at least. Damn fine Leeds Pale Ale.


And so the church clock strikes through my open skylight and I notice that the day is racing on. 11.00 am. I'm off in to town before heading to the wifi less theatre. If they had it I could blog from there. You will have to make do with daytime missives and the possibility of the odd drunken late night ramble. Oooh I'm such a tease!

Have a nice day, ya'll x
STILL WAITING, BUT SEEM TO HAVE CHEERED UP SOMEWHAT - THANK HEAVENS

6 comments:

  1. Tonsure I think. But don't quote me.

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  2. think I will enjoy your ramblings Mike old mate...hope to see you in June....best wishes for a great 20 weeks of the show!
    BP (downunder)

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  3. Definitely tonsure. I've read books about monks, that's how I know!

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  4. well, blow me down, people, including my mate BP from Australia, are reading this crap. Better keep it up x

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  5. consistent crap is what ur public is desperate for mate!

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  6. tonsure - I speak from experience and a strict Benedictine upbringing...

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