Eating a banana
At the time of writing I am sat in a damp but warm pair of shorts that are clinging to my body less and less each minute as they dry in the sun. I am currently on P&O Azura in Valletta, Malta, and I disembark today at 4:45pm. All of my luggage is packed, I’ve just done the foolish thing of going swimming in my shorts that I meant to be wearing for the flight. Hopefully with the Maltese sun* battering down on me, they should be crisp and smelling of chlorine in no time.
The audiences, as usual, have been fantastic, and I am now heading home for…28 hours!!! Yep, you read that right. I’m trying to get in some extra relaxation in now before I leave, because I’ve got quite the couple of days ahead of me. Today I leave the ship at 16:45 to catch a 19:15 flight that lands in Gatwick at 21:25. Then, I take a lovely coach that get’s me into Bristol at 2:30am! I then have all of the 14th of July at home (lucky me), and then at 9:15 on the 15th, I’m off again! This time in a private chartered cruise. As it’s private, I’m not sure how much I can fairly say about it, so I’ll keep my typing gob shut for now, at least until I’ve done it!
A very quick run down of other stuff that’s been ace. Jon Udry’s Variety Bungalow number 3 was a hit and a half. The next one will be on the 10th September and it will sell out, so grab your tickets now from here
Glastonbury was phenomenal. I’m still slightly recovering from it with all the late nights, shows, and walking! But man, what a great festival
When I was at the airport on my way to join Azura, I was eating a banana. It’s important to acknowledge that I am on my way TO the ship. So there was no one around that had likely just seen my show, so I was anonymous. Brilliant. I was feeling peckish, so I did what anyone would do in that situation, and have a banana. I was only two bites down the shaft, and a woman, a stranger, a strange woman, came up to me, leant in unnervingly close and whispered, “You’re really enjoying that banana, aren’t you?!”. Now, she wasn’t wrong. I really was enjoying it. More so than I normally do. Perhaps it was a particularly good batch, a good year for it, who knows? But it was a good one. Ever since then I have been paranoid about how I eat bananas. I had no idea what I was doing to give off that impression. Perhaps I had been unknowingly moaning, salivating or even aroused, but either way, I now have to eat bananas in private.
Right, that’s all from me.
I’ll keep you in the loop.
Bye!
J x
*I’m 90% sure it’s the same sun viewed from any where on earth, but I’m not really qualified to say, and I can’t exactly prove it.
Things I have been into this week
Netflix comedy - Tom Segura: Sledgehammer and Burt Kreischer: Razzle Dazzle. I howled out loud watching these two specials. Both such great story tellers. Highly recommend.
Apple TV - Dual Survival. A programme where two survivalist experts head into the wilderness and survive. I love this sort of stuff, and this one is extra good because one of the two people doesn’t wear shoes and hasn’t for over 20 years. Nuts.