Unfamiliar territory. A new venue for the Comedy Club. Fresh. I, Jay Cool, Blogger Extraordinaire, am here. Feeling as young and rejuvenated as ever, I’m dressed to kill. But, somehow, I’ve got it all wrong. The punters are all wearing a uniform of grey-branded-zip-up casuals and shapeless denims – but my legs are living-it-upContinue reading “Fresh & Flappy”
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Fancy Footwork
Closure. BMW Bike – a Creative Commons image from Wikimedia.org Don Mackie‘s going for it full throttle – he’s replaced his tricycle with a motorcycle and he’s revving up the audience at The Tap, whilst I … I, Jay Cool, the one and only once-was-ginger Blogger Extraordinaire, am … … very busy eyeing up theContinue reading “Fancy Footwork”
Bone Chin
1946 – Spike Joe Cool (1939 – present), Jay Cool’s father, of Single Lane, Albrighton, Shropshire Foolhardy. Spike, like his predecessor Humphrey Kynaston of Myddle, could only be described as the perfect embodiment of the phrase ‘bull in a China shop’. Spike, just like his mother Joan Cool of Albrighton, was forthright and fearless. And,Continue reading “Bone Chin”
Fresh Beards
Poor wee-lost Dylan Dodds. Shame he’s left The Tap and gone of looking for the ‘rest of his car’, because in a skinny sort of way, I found him kind of cute. Kind of cute in the same way that drinking a skinny latte at The Mill Hotel is kind of cute (when the built-like-an-ox-ginger-beardedContinue reading “Fresh Beards”
Bragg’s Bootiful Brogues!
Christmas is over, New Year’s Day has passed, the mother has returned to her own abode, and it’s almost time to take the decorations down – what now? I, Jay Cool, am bored. Bored and deflated (I farted out the last of the mince pies this morning!). What now? Never fear, Jay Cool, you areContinue reading “Bragg’s Bootiful Brogues!”
Up for Grabs?
‘Seventy-three and up for grabs?’ It’s Janet Benisworth! At last a genuinely ancient comedian; not just some early forty something undersexed male, claiming to be middle-aged, trying to get the female sympathy vote. And, even better, I’ve never seen such an old specimen sporting such lustrous-dark locks. I sit up and take notice. A greatContinue reading “Up for Grabs?”
Beer Goggles
There’s something special about an ageing comedian. ageing fruit pic – a Creative Commons image shared by flickr.com There’s something especially special about one called Nigel, who claims to be ‘the only antique that isn’t overpriced.’ And what I really like is that, whilst I’m sitting here wondering how many more of the hairyContinue reading “Beer Goggles”
Laughter in the Tree Tops
Wednesday evening. The Brewery Tap. A man in his forties. John Di Placito. John Di Placito is here at The Tap and, in spite of the fact that he just skipped right on in and over the threshold with a spring in his step, in fancy dress, he’s claiming to be in his forties. Not at all sureContinue reading “Laughter in the Tree Tops”
Stone Toes
Joe Cool (1760-1833), Jay Cool’s Great-Great-Great Grandfather, from Myddle, Shropshire I don’t recall having too many conversations with my Grandad, Arnold Cool, as I spent most of my time during family visits to Single Lane, taking a wide berth around his armchair, for fear of my leg being grabbed and my footContinue reading “Stone Toes”
Bragg an Adams in Melford
I, Jay Cool, the one and only Blogger Extraordinaire, am back. I’m back from the Lady’s (Yes, they do have one at the Ex-Serviceman’s Club in Long Melford – I was surprised too!), and I’m just in time to settle back in to comfort (a pine of Aspall’s) for the second half of an immortalising evening of comedy.Continue reading “Bragg an Adams in Melford”
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