Retford, Worksop and the hostess who's off her trolley!

Big WOWS guys, it's been quite a week for your rising star on social media (and unleashed for half-term part-time primary school music teacher.) In amongst the TikToks, Insta's and sale rail bargains from Boohoo I've done two shows and got meself another little MC giggeroo! Here's what's been going on. Remember to follow me on Tiktok, Instagram and Facebook (and NOT down dark alleys.)

So last weekend I manouvered my mighty Micra across the Peak District and on to the market town of Retford, home to promoter Mikey B and a very nice cobbled high street (nice to look at, but a cattle grid for high heels like mine!) I popped my head in to the ultra crafty hip venue that would be mine for the night and set up all my equipment. Only to then wander downstairs and find a much better room for the show and do it all again.
Come 8pm I had a nice little front row and a scattering of bodies across the other chairs. Come 8.05pm Mikey arrived with his pub crawl horde of crawling comedy characters and filled it. You see, unlike any other fringe I know of, Mikey booked every pub, cafe and snooker club in his town for a gig and then toured them one at a time over the whole weekend with a mobile PA. Groundbreaking possibly, breaking things and falling on the ground by the end of the night definitely.

So I got down to business and had people micro-waving, exercising, playing Follow The Bandwidth and talking to me whenever they could. Theatre show abandoned I pulled everyone in and kept it going with ther determination of a supply teacher in front of a difficult class on the last day of term. Then I got pics with my top group of disrupters. Gold stars all round!

During the week I met up with a new bar in town to talk open mic and am now the proud hostess of their show on Nov 10th. If you're in the Glossop area do come down. We've got music and comedy and the whole thing kicks off at 7.45pm. Amaaaazing!

Then last night I was back in the car for a drive to Worksop and a headline set at a pub called Dukeries. There was a huge stage, loads of tables and chairs and sixteen very keen members of the public. When it was worked out that no-one knew how to turn the stage lights on we abandoned the original performance area and brought ourselves up to the bar for what is known the business as an "intimate" show. The first few acts didn't even both with a mic but I was having one because I'm a PROFESSIONAL! That and with backing music my little tonsils wouldn't have been able to compete.

And it went proper good! We laughed, we sang, I told a bloke I'd fist him later when he offered me a fist bump for one of my particularly brilliant one liners. And I took a photo with a whole bunch of them. Yes we're sat on pews but the only thing they had in common with a congregation was they could also feel the power of spirits.

And now I'm looking at the new term ahead of me and am getting my batch-recording together for tomorrow. Three songs, eight jokes + an ad or two for Bop and Bingo. Must dash!