Thanks to everyone who read my ‘secret’, i.e. non-Tweeted-about, blog yesterday. Many disagreed with me, but that is more than fine. I continue to be amazed by how many people can be bothered to listen to and even reply to my often ill-thought-out remarks. It’s doing my optimism campaign the world of good.
Since I began (admittedly only three weeks ago) I’ve succeeded in maintaining this blog on a daily basis despite the baby and so on, but today I’m going to give myself something akin to a ‘Sunday rest’. I’m old enough to remember (I hate starting sentences like that, but a lot of people who read this are about 18) when basically bugger-all happened on a Sunday. Pubs were, without exception, shut. Most shops were shut. There was, at most, one game of football on TV in the afternoon, and something like Ballykissangel in the evening. If people went and did stuff, someone from an older generation would raise an eyebrow in faint disapproval and say ‘and it was open on a Sunday, was it?’
Like many advances in society, the near-abolition of the Sunday rest-day was pretty sensible, but ever so slightly regrettable. So I’m going to take it easy today and I encourage you to do the same, or do something else that people used to do on Sundays, like believe in God or have some lamb.
Quickly, though: a new feature called Gig Report. Aside from other things, I am, in fact, a comedian, and after the baby’s birth I’m slowly getting back into working. I thought it might be vaguely interesting for others, and for me in ten years, if I publish a little report on my efforts now and again. So – on Thursday I did a corporate gig, which went as follows. I’m laying it out like a real conversation to make it more homely.
What sort of gig was it, Mark? – I was hosting an award ceremony for marketing people. There were categories like Best Campaign Featuring Online Or Interactive Contact. In total I had to present 26 awards and do a bit of stand-up at the start.
What were the audience like, Mark? – Jolly, slightly drunk people with quite big salaries. The men were clean-shaven and confident. The women, in a minority, were glammed up and focused-looking.
Were you good. Mark? – I wasn’t bad. I handled the arcane categories quite well and took the piss out of the event slightly without rubbishing people’s jobs and lives too rudely. 7/10.
See you next time, introspection fans!