Today, I hit what is known in the breakfast-seeking world as 'The Wall'. I mentioned earlier how there comes a point where you tire of having a whopping great breakfast and decide a bowl of cereal would be just as nice. The place I had in mind today was 20 miles away and as I ran for the bus there was almost a moment where I thought the effort was too much. I even briefly considered hopping on the train to York and having a Burger King brown breakfast at the station, so disappointed was I with its absence yesterday.
But 'The Wall' is there to be broken through. Whitby was my goal, and even though the double-decker was nearly full, forward I went and pressed on with my goal.
And this was it:
Veggie Eggy Bread Breakfast at Arnie's in the Market Place in Whitby. Sat in the shade, enjoying the sun with eggy bread, caramelised onion chutney and the tomato substituted for an extra hash brown! That tupperware thing contains the condiment sachets. And you know what, it was all very pleasant, but I want you to go back and have another look at the breakfast I had at the Rendezvous on Monday. It was much cheaper and had egg (yes, I know there's egg in the bread, and I do love that, but that whole 'dip your toast in the yolk' thing is an important part of this) and beans. Not eggabeans, but egg and beans. Consequently, I think that was the more satisfying meal, both for pocket and palate. Still, I had a nice time in and around Whitby, so it's all good.
Yesterday was Audio day, that is to say I was listening to sound-only stuff off of CD, download and the radio. With my headphones on it meant I could still get out and about while listening to various stuff. And various stuff it was.
I started off with the last of Richard Herring's Leicester Square Theatre Podcasts, where the cornish-faced buffoon spoke with Armando Ianucci OBE and Graham Linehan. This entertained me while I wandered about Primrose Valley Holiday Park. When that finished I listened to someone I haven't heard for years, Arnold Brown. And why not?
I then made my way down to the beach, took off my shoes and walked down to Filey, paddling as I went. From one Scot to another as Arnold went away to be replaced by the sound of Sylvester McCoy as the Doctor in The Word Lord, a self-contained episode from the Big Finish release Forty-Five which you can download for 99p.
I had a bit of a mooch around Filey and caught the train back home while listening to The Minister of Chance, a free download made through contributions of listeners with a few familiar Whoish names attached. It's actually pretty good, having some similarities with Doctor Who which is not too surprising as the Minister originally appeared some years back in a Who webcast called Death Comes to Time played by Stephen Fry.
Next was a bootleg of Daniel Kitson's stand-up show, 'It's the Fireworks Talking', performed in Cardiff in 2007. The little coincidences that have dotted around this week reared up again. Kitson talked about the joy of going for a paddle, just an hour or two after I had done just that. Less of a coincidence, more of a hypnotic command was the way I ended up lying down next to the south bay star map after he talked about millions of stars you can see in the perfect black of the Australian sky. He began by talking about melancholia, and when, as his perfectly structured piece built to an emotional climax some idiot in the audience ruined it, the piece inadvertently ended with it too. Kitson was savage with the heckler, insisting he leave or be ejected. How easy it is for morons to spoil beautiful things. How easy it is to be a moron.
I still think I shared a bill with Daniel Kitson on the one and only occasion I attempted stand up. If it was him. he gave some supportive comments and said something nice about my material. I'd rather leave it with the Schrodinger-like possibility that it was him rather than collapse to the certainty that it wasn't him by trying to find out.
When I got home it was the turn of stuff I had recorded off of the radio. I started with two episodes of Jeremy and Rebecca Front's comedy Incredible Women. I then went on to hear Jeremy interview Rebecca on Chain Reaction, followed by Rebecca Front interviewing Chris Addison.
Then there was three bits of Eoin Colfer's addition to the the Hitch-Hiker's Guide. And Another Thing..., read by Stephen Mangan with Peter Serafinowicz providing the voice of the Book.
The evening came to an end with a couple of doses of Matt Berry's therapy comedy, I, Regress. Phew!
I am certain tomorrow's entry is going to be a lot shorter...
More soonliest.
No comments:
Post a Comment