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Sunday, 16 February 2014

Another solo show this afternoon but thankfully with a live music guest, Patrick Plunkett was one of my first guests when The Sunday Alternative first started so it was nice to see him again. Having never gigged in Nottingham before, by wonderful coincidence he is playing at the Jam CafĂ© on Thursday. That’s not even why he was playing on the show as I only found this out yesterday. I panicked a little when both he and my sound engineer hadn’t arrived by the start of the show but it all worked out well in the end.

When I was a child, my family moved around quite a bit to various places around the country. One thing that sticks out in my mind is the wooden tea-chest, something that you just don’t see anymore and nobody seems to know where they went. Perhaps they were used to collect up all the white dog shit? That would explain their disappearance McIntyre/Kay style, it’s not a funny observation but the Rule of Kay dictates that you can’t make a funny observation after the year 2005. Anyway, tea-chests (originally used, would you believe, to export tea) were routinely provided by removal firms and (in theory – we always had them in the house, or that might just be my memory) returned when you had unpacked. Nowadays it’s all cardboard boxes, and you can’t make a tea-chest bass for a skiffle band with one of those.

That is exactly what went through my mind when I saw two old-school wooden tea-chests on the ground outside Trent Towers (not an actual tower) this afternoon. They had labels pasted to them regarding fireworks so I assumed they had been dumped by the fireworks shop next to the studio (I should have been a private detective). I knocked on the door but there was no sign of life, so I went round to the computer shop to ask advice and the advice was to just take them if I wanted them. That is exactly what I did, and now they are in my cellar.


I don’t want to form a skiffle band really, but it would be cool to have a go at making a pair of skiffle basses. Maybe I could sell them on and have it as a side business whenever I come across tea-chests, or start a lucrative skiffle bass rental service for musicians!

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