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girlofpreyI went to Jongleurs comedy club last night. I assumed that being a comedy club it would be something like the last comedy club I went to. Basically, a bar in which you could buy drinks and the doors to which were eventually closed so no-one could come in while the comedians were performing, and in which you could sit quietly watching said comedians. I did not expect it to be half comedy club, half nightclub. It was one of the strangest experiences of my life. First, because I didn't have a ticket, the girl behind the bar just let me pay there when I went in a few weeks ago, I didn't have a seat booked. I had to sit for a while on a stool at a little table just behind a stag party, the stag of whom ended up yelling at me about "cheering up love, it might never happen". The people eventually found me another little table, in better view of the stage, which was nice. But there were quite a few stag and hen parties in. They played loud music when the comedians weren't on, and the compere had a really blokey style of humour which I didn't much like. You know the kind of blokey that's basically offensive? That kind. Then at the end of the show, they were talking about pushing all the tables out of the way to make space for a dancefloor, so I think it actually is a sort of comedy club/night club thing. I just wasn't really expecting it.
But anyway. The comedians were the main thing I was there for. There was a female comedian on first who I really wanted to like, because she was the only woman performing, but her jokes were mainly about "looking like a lesbian", how pathetic morris dancing is when a) it occasionally has knives and is hardcore and b) according to K, is actually a little bit racist, which is potentially the main problem - and a bit about spanish female flamenco dancers having unibrows and little mustaches. So. Hmm. The next man was Welsh and a bit better. And then there was Tom Stade, who was the main reason I went to the show, because I saw him a few weeks ago on Michael McIntyre's Comedy Roadshow, and thought he was a bit great, despite a potentially slightly homophobic bit. That bit was there again, but mainly he was great. There's a few clips of him on Youtube, like this one, and I understand he may not be for everyone, but I've decided I quite like him, hurrah.
Anyway. The main news is that I'm back from holiday. I spent a week in Devon with my parents and nephew Jack, who was lovely and went swimming with me in the holiday place's pool. We didn't end up going to Lundy Island, like I wanted to, but we had a great time. Then I went with my parents to Rome for a week. Rome is amazing. I wasn't that fussed when I was reading the travel guides before, as it looked mostly like a lot of churches. But when I got there, dude. The thing about Rome is that you can go anywhere, it seems, and you'll find interesting bits of architecture or buildings, just down most of the streets. It was HOT, though. Mum checked the weather just before we went, and I'm not much good at recognising what particular temperatures will physically mean. I was thinking "Oh, 35 degrees and 37 degrees, that'll be hot, but fine!". It wasn't that fine. It was the kind of hot where you spend all your time finding new bits of shade to walk in. And us not knowing the bus routes and not having the money for taxis, we were walking most places. But we got used to it by the end of the week, when it was best to be indoors during the day and stuff. And there were public drinking fountains all over the place, with cold, fresh water, which was nice.
We still got around though. We saw the Fountain of the Naiads, and the Santa Maria di Maggiore, and the Spanish Steps, and monument to Vittorio Emannuelle II, and the Pantheon, and the Piazza Navona, and Trevi Fountain a number of times. And the Colosseum, and Palatine Hill, and the Vatican museums, including the Sistine Chapel, and St Peter's Church in the Vatican City. I actually came on my period the day before going to the Vatican, and didn't have enough of my special medication for it with me, so I spent some time in St Peter's sat on a bench, having cramps, trying not to throw up, or look at the body of a pope in a glass case just in front of me. They have those in St Peter's. But anyway, I managed to get walking and it went away mostly, which was nice. And then dad bought me a book about Michaelangelo and Raphael paintings in the Vatican, which was nice of him. But anyway. It's worth seeing, St Peter's and the Vatican Museums, if you're in Rome. Well worth seeing, really, even if you're not fussed about the Church. Anyway. Then we went to the Villa Borghese, which is a nice big park, and the Borghese Gallery, which has a bunch of sculptures and paintings by famous artists like Bernini, Raphael and Carvaggio. It costs about £11, and you can only stay in for two hours, but it's worth a look if you're in Rome. For the last day, we wandered about doing some shopping, managed to get inside the monument to Vittorio Emannuelle II, which we couldn't before, and found a little church just up from the Pantheon, I think, called the Santa Maria Maddalena, which was beautiful, like most of the churches in Rome. And then we came home, and although it was quite cool and nice on the last day, after the heat of the rest of the week, we were pretty ready to get back. I'd like to go back to Rome, if I get the chance, but probably not in July or August again. But it was lovely.
And now I am home. I actually have quite a few things to talk about, but not really much time or space left in the post probably. I'm back on Jobseeker's, and hoping to get my housing benefit paid for the time I was away, which they said I might be able to. I had my first counselling appointment this week, and I was horribly late, and then the woman was in another office, but eventually we managed to get into the appointment, and she's lovely, so it was fine in the end. I saw the new Harry Potter film, I LOVE DRACO AND TOM FELTON, OH. I've been watching a lot of TV I quite like, especially Coronation Street (OH DAVID AND TONY AND MARIA) and The Supersizers Eat... (I LOVE IT, and the last episode is tomorrow, but that's fine because I was pretty sure the last episode was last week). And no-one told me Dragon's Den was back on. And there's other stuff. But as I say, this post's getting kind of long as it is. So goodnight x
But anyway. The comedians were the main thing I was there for. There was a female comedian on first who I really wanted to like, because she was the only woman performing, but her jokes were mainly about "looking like a lesbian", how pathetic morris dancing is when a) it occasionally has knives and is hardcore and b) according to K, is actually a little bit racist, which is potentially the main problem - and a bit about spanish female flamenco dancers having unibrows and little mustaches. So. Hmm. The next man was Welsh and a bit better. And then there was Tom Stade, who was the main reason I went to the show, because I saw him a few weeks ago on Michael McIntyre's Comedy Roadshow, and thought he was a bit great, despite a potentially slightly homophobic bit. That bit was there again, but mainly he was great. There's a few clips of him on Youtube, like this one, and I understand he may not be for everyone, but I've decided I quite like him, hurrah.
Anyway. The main news is that I'm back from holiday. I spent a week in Devon with my parents and nephew Jack, who was lovely and went swimming with me in the holiday place's pool. We didn't end up going to Lundy Island, like I wanted to, but we had a great time. Then I went with my parents to Rome for a week. Rome is amazing. I wasn't that fussed when I was reading the travel guides before, as it looked mostly like a lot of churches. But when I got there, dude. The thing about Rome is that you can go anywhere, it seems, and you'll find interesting bits of architecture or buildings, just down most of the streets. It was HOT, though. Mum checked the weather just before we went, and I'm not much good at recognising what particular temperatures will physically mean. I was thinking "Oh, 35 degrees and 37 degrees, that'll be hot, but fine!". It wasn't that fine. It was the kind of hot where you spend all your time finding new bits of shade to walk in. And us not knowing the bus routes and not having the money for taxis, we were walking most places. But we got used to it by the end of the week, when it was best to be indoors during the day and stuff. And there were public drinking fountains all over the place, with cold, fresh water, which was nice.
We still got around though. We saw the Fountain of the Naiads, and the Santa Maria di Maggiore, and the Spanish Steps, and monument to Vittorio Emannuelle II, and the Pantheon, and the Piazza Navona, and Trevi Fountain a number of times. And the Colosseum, and Palatine Hill, and the Vatican museums, including the Sistine Chapel, and St Peter's Church in the Vatican City. I actually came on my period the day before going to the Vatican, and didn't have enough of my special medication for it with me, so I spent some time in St Peter's sat on a bench, having cramps, trying not to throw up, or look at the body of a pope in a glass case just in front of me. They have those in St Peter's. But anyway, I managed to get walking and it went away mostly, which was nice. And then dad bought me a book about Michaelangelo and Raphael paintings in the Vatican, which was nice of him. But anyway. It's worth seeing, St Peter's and the Vatican Museums, if you're in Rome. Well worth seeing, really, even if you're not fussed about the Church. Anyway. Then we went to the Villa Borghese, which is a nice big park, and the Borghese Gallery, which has a bunch of sculptures and paintings by famous artists like Bernini, Raphael and Carvaggio. It costs about £11, and you can only stay in for two hours, but it's worth a look if you're in Rome. For the last day, we wandered about doing some shopping, managed to get inside the monument to Vittorio Emannuelle II, which we couldn't before, and found a little church just up from the Pantheon, I think, called the Santa Maria Maddalena, which was beautiful, like most of the churches in Rome. And then we came home, and although it was quite cool and nice on the last day, after the heat of the rest of the week, we were pretty ready to get back. I'd like to go back to Rome, if I get the chance, but probably not in July or August again. But it was lovely.
And now I am home. I actually have quite a few things to talk about, but not really much time or space left in the post probably. I'm back on Jobseeker's, and hoping to get my housing benefit paid for the time I was away, which they said I might be able to. I had my first counselling appointment this week, and I was horribly late, and then the woman was in another office, but eventually we managed to get into the appointment, and she's lovely, so it was fine in the end. I saw the new Harry Potter film, I LOVE DRACO AND TOM FELTON, OH. I've been watching a lot of TV I quite like, especially Coronation Street (OH DAVID AND TONY AND MARIA) and The Supersizers Eat... (I LOVE IT, and the last episode is tomorrow, but that's fine because I was pretty sure the last episode was last week). And no-one told me Dragon's Den was back on. And there's other stuff. But as I say, this post's getting kind of long as it is. So goodnight x
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