Room with a view this morning, yesterday.
… not for Mrs Richards and not from a Torquay hotel bedroom window, but for me from the guest accommodation at the Flying Horse in Rochdale this morning.
I had been expecting a view of Rochdale’s magnificent Town Hall, a building that came to the attention of nasty and bad man Adolf Hitler, who was said to have admired it so much that he wished to ship the building, brick-by-brick, to Nazi Germany had Rochdale been defeated in World War II.
I was told last that he’d stayed in the Flying Horse in order to admire the Town Hall from his bedroom window, however, far from historical documentation there seems to be little more than speculation that the mustachioed mass murderer ever visited the area.
My gig at the Flying Horse won’t go down in history, a low turn out, but a fun crowd nevertheless.
Likely Lads – Match Abandoned…
The Likely Lads yesteryear.
Bad news for anyone who had heard about my plans to tape the England v USA game on Saturday and then watch it in the theatre bar after the game. The cost of permission for the venue to do it legally is prohibitive, so we’ve just got to go home and watch it, unless anyone has any bright ideas.
I’ve been thinking of keeping a live internet feed going on stage, so I can fill in the audience at appropriate times with the scoreline, however this may be distracting and those who’ve deliberately booked to see a theatre show in order to avoid the football might not be best pleased.
Edinburgh PR Plans Afoot…
I have an idea to create something, or perhaps somone, entirely new in order to promote my Fringe show… More on this very soon.