Up too early for my liking, left the house at 8am and was on the 8.38 to Malton... which got there just after 9am. My work today was a 5 hour session in the new WHSmith in Wheelgate in Malton, just 4 minutes walk from the station. So I got started early, before my 9.45 official start, and although I went to the venue in my removable aircast, I took it off for the gig and wore both my colourful Fiddlesticks boots.
I had been booked to do balloon models but I took my juggle-kit too, which proved handy as there was a fair amount of interest in juggling, balancing peacock feathers and trying out flower sticks. I did about 120 balloon models, had 20 minutes for lunch and was busy for the full 5 hours.
There was a nice face painter called Becky who arrived after I got set up, and she did some really lovely face painting... and arms and hands....
I left soon after 3pm and got to the station just after the 15.10 to York, so I had the best part of an hour to read my NewScientist, this was most welcome.
However on the 16.10 home I nearly fell asleep as the tough day began to hit me but once I was on my bike again I was OK, and I got to Country Fresh just before Richard closed the shop, and I was able to thank him for the fantastic gig The Falling Spikes did on Thursday. He told me that the band had really got off on the audience reaction and thought it had been their best gig ever.
I spent some time sorting out the compostables so they fitted in my trailer alongside the bag of juggling stuff, and was soon home and spent an hour relaxing and eating tea, the last of the bulgar wheat and home grown squash, with a small portion of cauliflower cheese and pasta.
But then I thought I ought to load up the stuff I brought home today so I spent til nearly 10pm in the garden, dealing with the two tumblers and then doing some nettle-pulling in the pond area. This part of the garden seems to have a lot of rubbish in the soil, bits of glass and pottery, and I found a well-preserved clay pipe, just the mouth-end of the stem missing, and the bowl perfect.
Later Gill and I watched Catch Me If You Can which was a very entertaining film.
Showing posts with label Malton. Show all posts
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Woke late, Gill woke with a start, with cramp in her leg. Poor her.
I needed to get going by 11am, as my train was at 11.43, and I needed to get tickets.
I got into Malton by just after 12, and walked up to the Hyde Park pub, who had booked me for a 1.30 til 3.30 gig. It took about 15 minutes to walk up there with my rucksack (costume, feathers, two wheel and four wheel unicycle things) a sports bag of sticks, diabolos and balls, 'handbag' of diary, journal and reading matter, and two 'proper' unicycles.
I met the publicans, and they gave me a coffee, and I went to sit outside to read the latest copy of Positive News, coming in for just after 1pm to get myself into costume and my gear all ready for the show.
Shows in pubs are always difficult. They are noisy places, and rarely have enough space... and today was no different, although I had a good varied audience of 20 to 30 youngsters and some grownups. Despite the less than optimum conditions, I ploughed on with the routine and managed to get the hour done. I then prepared a whole unicycle-wheel's-worth of modelling balloons and attempted a workshop... again, far from easy but I think most participants enjoyed it. There was no chance to win the demonstration models at the end, far too disorganised and chaotic, also, a disco was starting up at the other end of the pub. But everyone who wanted a balloon animal got one. I finished just before 3.30 and got changed, got paid and walked back to the station.
An uneventful journey back to York, reading Resource Magazine, and got back home soon after 5pm. I'd have liked to do some work outside but I just flopped, only enough energy to light the stove and get hot water for washing up.
Our eldest was back, having had a really good day on the East coast, and we all watched Professor Brian Cox with the last episode of Wonders of the Solar System. A really good series.
I needed to get going by 11am, as my train was at 11.43, and I needed to get tickets.
I got into Malton by just after 12, and walked up to the Hyde Park pub, who had booked me for a 1.30 til 3.30 gig. It took about 15 minutes to walk up there with my rucksack (costume, feathers, two wheel and four wheel unicycle things) a sports bag of sticks, diabolos and balls, 'handbag' of diary, journal and reading matter, and two 'proper' unicycles.
I met the publicans, and they gave me a coffee, and I went to sit outside to read the latest copy of Positive News, coming in for just after 1pm to get myself into costume and my gear all ready for the show.
Shows in pubs are always difficult. They are noisy places, and rarely have enough space... and today was no different, although I had a good varied audience of 20 to 30 youngsters and some grownups. Despite the less than optimum conditions, I ploughed on with the routine and managed to get the hour done. I then prepared a whole unicycle-wheel's-worth of modelling balloons and attempted a workshop... again, far from easy but I think most participants enjoyed it. There was no chance to win the demonstration models at the end, far too disorganised and chaotic, also, a disco was starting up at the other end of the pub. But everyone who wanted a balloon animal got one. I finished just before 3.30 and got changed, got paid and walked back to the station.
An uneventful journey back to York, reading Resource Magazine, and got back home soon after 5pm. I'd have liked to do some work outside but I just flopped, only enough energy to light the stove and get hot water for washing up.
Our eldest was back, having had a really good day on the East coast, and we all watched Professor Brian Cox with the last episode of Wonders of the Solar System. A really good series.
Woke at 7.30 and soon got up to help get things ready for a quick getaway for Ali to take her daughter to school and me to get the tram and train back to York. I got the 8.54 and was back home by just after 10, enough time to get washed and scrubbed up ready for my Fiddlesticks gig today.
I took the 11.38 train to Malton and walked up to Norton to meet Tony, who's an NLP practitioner. This was an interesting gig as I don't often teach one-to-one and not often adults. And he wasn't learning the skills because he had a particular interest in circus skills, but he wanted to use them in his NLP work. Neuro Linguistic Programming is used by people to (usually) achieve more in their business or personal lives. It is based on modelling what successful people do, and those things are identified and can be used by others who wish to improve something, overcome something, or learn something new. Tony also told me about a number of other things he's studied...so it was very interesting.
I caught the 3.10 train back to York, and popped in to Country Fresh, but Richard was off and so Martin the shop owner (Richard's brother) gave me the compostables, two sacks and a box.
Good to see my family. All was well and happy. Decided not to go out to the Cafe Scientifique, but spent the evening preparing fruit and chatting on Facebook.
I took the 11.38 train to Malton and walked up to Norton to meet Tony, who's an NLP practitioner. This was an interesting gig as I don't often teach one-to-one and not often adults. And he wasn't learning the skills because he had a particular interest in circus skills, but he wanted to use them in his NLP work. Neuro Linguistic Programming is used by people to (usually) achieve more in their business or personal lives. It is based on modelling what successful people do, and those things are identified and can be used by others who wish to improve something, overcome something, or learn something new. Tony also told me about a number of other things he's studied...so it was very interesting.
I caught the 3.10 train back to York, and popped in to Country Fresh, but Richard was off and so Martin the shop owner (Richard's brother) gave me the compostables, two sacks and a box.
Good to see my family. All was well and happy. Decided not to go out to the Cafe Scientifique, but spent the evening preparing fruit and chatting on Facebook.
