Lessons Learnt The Hard Way (Who Wants A Balloon, Arrgghh!!)

And So The Balloon Model Apocalypse Begun.

In the last instalment of Lessons Learnt The Hard Way I realised that in some situations a microphone was probably a good idea and in some it was a necessity. Sadly, three months later I hadn’t taken the hint and worse was about to happen. I took an enquiry for an end of Eid party which was taking place in… Read more »

As If By Magic, Pot Holes And Shop Keepers.

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Hello again and welcome to the final installment of the Stitches Trilogy. The epic saga of one man’s multiple trips to casualty and general freaky occurences. By complete coincidence I’ve saved the best and freakiest ones til last. Sit back, have a nice slice of Mr Kipling Bakewell Tart and be thankful these didn’t happen to you! Aged 40 –… Read more »

Lessons Learnt The Hard Way Part Two (No Pints Of Beer Please)

In one of my earlier posts; Lessons Learnt The Hard Way, I talked about how when I started out, I wanted to develop my own unique style and not read up on anything to do with children’s entertaining. That way, everything I did would have come from me. I wouldn’t be tempted to become a near clone of someone else…. Read more »

Tangerines, Pencils and an Evel Knievel Jump Set (SPOILER ALERT, OVER 25’s ONLY)

All Time Special Present #1

Christmas can be a very special and truly magical time, particularly for children. I have vivid memories when I was 7 of making mince pies for Father Christmas (along with my brother and cousin who lived with us) and leaving them at the end of the beds along with carrots and water for his reindeer. We were ridiculously excited when… Read more »

Shaking Hands, Small Talk And Other Social Horrors

I can be a very social person, particularly with people I know well and if you asked most people  that know me I’m sure they’d say the same. However, on the whole I’m really not that comfortable in social situations. I’m ok with this and in a perverse way actually quite enjoy it. I don’t walk into rooms with sweaty… Read more »