David Jones Leads Stand Up Comedy class

Perhaps, there is still a last place?

Anyway I am in and very happy to go to the first of 8 classes tonight.

David is a specially nice fellow, here the day he won the Table Topics contest, one or two years ago at the Division B contest.

He is also an Excalibur Speakers Club fellow, we will be three or four from the club, and two from my other club, and all others as I believe Toastmasters too.

A very different atmosphere for sure from the School of Comedy class in February of this year. From each, the learning is different, and familiarity and adversity have each their advantages.

More easy to mock or make humour from a class where I felt like a fish out of water!

It is easy...

From Holborn station you take Picadilly line and change at Green Park to Jubilee, they told me.

Piece of cake!

I also remembered at Green Park there are elevators to go up or down, as it is also a line going to Heathrogh Airport's new terminal 5.

Yes, but....

Between the two elevators a long long long corridor! And I was already tired. Happy enough, my legs did not hurt, this time but still it seemed a long way.

This photo was taken looking back at the trajectory already accomplished.

Been there, done that.

Red Lion Square, Conwey Hall

25, Red Lion Square, at Conwey Hall, a master entretaining storyteller and Toastmaster come from North of England to give us a seminar on Storytelling.

Andrew Brammer is a performer and entretaining storyteller with stories about the years around 1975; his childhood years; but the tips and suggestions he gave us are applicable to all kind of storytelling.

He also illustrated his seminar with one of his stories and parts of others: how much energy he puts in them! Lots of evocative movement and change of pace and voice too, speaking adjectives and metaphors.

My style of storytelling is a lot less theatrical and more based on character then action, plot; but as he so well told us; there is not one best way to tell stories; each does it on his or her own individual style.


The small room was full of Toastmasters having come from different parts of London clubs, it was a pleasure to see some familiar faces and to make new friends too.

We all came out of it with things to ponder and digest and use. As Andrew told us; a storyteller uses snippets from here and there; everyone and everywhere, even if the most of the stories come from our own experience.

Lots to think about, so my first outing after my operation was really worth while.

Already living room different!

Not only things can be different, but lately, my living room changes day by day - almost. Actually, I did not change so much outside, as rearranged things inside the drowers, lately.

My family moved and are happy in their new place. School have begun for my grand children in Maryland and begins now also from those in Greater London.

And for the first time, I go out after 10 days, to participate in Andrew Bremmer's workshop in centre London, about storytelling. We will se what he has to tell and even more how he tells it about the subject of Storytelling.

Things can be different

After my son has brought me back the furniture that was in his big house, and did belong in fact in this apartment or was mine, all looked stuffed.

I just could put them so they are not one on the other, already a relief.

What can I do? What can I do to make the living room look less full? Give it more air?

Suddenly, it came to me.

What if, I move the table that was near the window for three years, between the sofas in the corner and uncover it, so it seems less *there* ? Here is the result. The living room respires again. The table is in a place where the sun does not penetrate and I can put my computer on it without reflections. I even took my breakfast here this morning!

At the same time, I discovered that from the newly added sofa chairs I can look at the TV; just changing a bit its angle, without having to look at the window, as before.

How difficult is to SEE things we can change in our life, how much we hate to change usually, and how much change can bring us!

Memories and "things"

That is an autoportrait from 2005, used long time as my flickr profile.

I like it so much, still, even if it is so much not me somehow,  not because of the photo quality, but it reminds me of the time I decided not to take myself seriously.

So I took from the top of the drawer dusty old black hat, that had some significance for me. 15 years before, we did buy that hat with my then future second husband, (at the time of pic ex), as symbol of our new life and all we will dare to do from now on.

I also took out a forgotten chesnutt colour wig from its box and put it on my white hair, that was the sign of my defiance from my first husband time, way back, wig that I did not even remembered I stiil had.

And put on also a black boa.  I use this one still nowadays for my Stand up Comedy routine, it still gives me the same 'defiance' feeling and right to play.

And posed with them, defiantly in the garden. Put it on as my flickr profile, and used it long time.

Too much light

I am well. No head ache. Did not become blind. The cataract operated eye is no more in mist.

But there is too much light everywhere.

I have to close my curtains.

For the first time in my life I am waiting for grey days...