As it hit the time for the show to start, a voice out of nowhere asked the audience to sit forward a few seats.
Everyone, it seemed, thought this was odd. However, what happened next was not expected.
Mr Methane, the renowned performing flautist, who was meant to be, ahem, playing tonight, had, for whatever reason decided to blow the gig out.
Everyone, it seemed, thought this was odd. However, what happened next was not expected.
Mr Methane, the renowned performing flautist, who was meant to be, ahem, playing tonight, had, for whatever reason decided to blow the gig out.
In his place and at the 11th hour, up stepped Bob Slayer, the event organiser who had decided the show must go on.
After
explaining what had happened, Bob was joined by Tim Fitzhigham.
Together they patched together an impressive impromptu show of tales,
misfortunes and laughs.
It wasn’t what we had expected, but it was something which you could not have imagined would happen.
Bob even demonstrated what Mr Methane would do if he were there - so you could even say we even got a little taste, if that’s the right word, of his act.
The show, as you could imagine, was completely unpredictable, we heard a complete mixture of stories, with one person even telling us the tale of meeting his long last Dad.
All this made for a delightful evening, because instead of being a show based on a script it was actually a cosy little chat where the audience came together laughing from start to finish.
It felt like you actually got to know fellow members of the audience.
It might not have been Mr Methane, but Bob and Tim came up trumps and saved the show. Bravo.
Published in the Leicester Mercury, February 2014
It wasn’t what we had expected, but it was something which you could not have imagined would happen.
Bob even demonstrated what Mr Methane would do if he were there - so you could even say we even got a little taste, if that’s the right word, of his act.
The show, as you could imagine, was completely unpredictable, we heard a complete mixture of stories, with one person even telling us the tale of meeting his long last Dad.
All this made for a delightful evening, because instead of being a show based on a script it was actually a cosy little chat where the audience came together laughing from start to finish.
It felt like you actually got to know fellow members of the audience.
It might not have been Mr Methane, but Bob and Tim came up trumps and saved the show. Bravo.
Published in the Leicester Mercury, February 2014
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