I was at theatre to see Brendan O'Carroll in concert and the concert started and a woman walked up to him while he was singing a song accompanying himself on the ukulele and just picked him up and carried him away. I was aghast at this and shouted out "where are the police and why are they not doing something about this? A couple of Stewards (not us) tried to stop what looked like a kidnapping but made little impression.
After a short time Mr O'Carroll came back to the stage in a slightly disheveled state, picked up his ukulele and began singing as if nothing had happened. He later explained that it was just part of a sketch for Mrs Brown's Boys.
He then introduced a number of members of his family including Carol O'Carroll who sang a Christmas song, Daryl O'Carroll, Farrell O'Carroll and a number of other people whose first and last names rhymed. At that point I woke up.
For some unknown reason this all happened in Birmingham.
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It seems from the responses I received to yesterday's blog that I am far from the only person who wakes up around 3 a.m. in the morning. The National Grid must be awash with people turning on kettles and television sets at that time. Margaret Thatcher used to get away with four hours sleep a night and that would mean she woke up at 3 am as well.
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If you run a club or group it's a good idea to have more volunteers than you need. One of the groups I help with has been hit by an outbreak of illness amongst its volunteers which has made it difficult to organise it in the particularly busy run up to Christmas.
I wonder if there are any groups that have too many volunteers? I suppose it is possible if it's something that is very popular such as helping at the Olympic Games in London 2012 and helping at concerts, cinema shows and the like but local groups who are at the centre of the community often suffer from having too few volunteers meaning that the workload falls on the same people every time.
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This has been an interesting blog as I have written it on my mobile phone in notepad. When I say I have written it what I mean is I have dictated it into my mobile phone as I only found out yesterday that there is the capacity to do this. I used to do it on my laptop but found that what came out was way off and grammatically incorrect and misspelled. I have to say that the blog I have just dictated has been pretty accurate and I only need to go back and change a few things, things that are mainly mistakes made by me.
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There was an item on the BBC news about gangs targeting high end watches being worn by men and women. Surely this is a crime that it's easy to prevent.
I wear a watch to tell the time not as a fashion accessory. If everybody did the same, the gangs would be out of business. Nobody's going to be attacked for a watch worth 2/6d (one there for the pre-decomal kids).
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Was thinking about a comment from Bloggette Shirley yesterday who said my blogs are never boring and it set me thinking that one day I might try to write a really boring one. Problem would be that in itself would make it funny and interesting.
Has anyone heard of a social media site entitled something along the lines of "Boring James Milner."
Milner is a rather dour looking footballer. I have no idea whether he's boring or really interesting but the idea behind the spoof site is that James Milner is dull.
But my sense of humour means that I, along with many others, find it amusing.
There was one episode which featured James talking to his then boss Jürgen Klopp at Liverpool.
"Boss I've had an additional Weetabix for breakfast."
"That's good, you know training starts half an hour earlier today after that defeat on Saturday."
"I also cut down my sugar intake. I only have a spoonful now."
"That's great James. See you at training."
"Ok boss. I might be a few seconds late as the wife wants me to post her TV Times competition entry. She could win two tickets to our next home match.'
"But James, your family gets free tickets to all our home games."
"Yeah I know boss but she just likes doing competitions although I'm not happy that this one cost £2 to enter."
"But James you are earning £100,000 a week."
"Yeah I know boss but as they always say look after the pennies and the thousands will look after themselves. Oh did I tell you boss I've stopped having butter on my toast?"
Of course the above was made up by me but it gives you an example of my dreadful sense of humour.
Here's an actual post on the Boring Miller Twitter (sorry X) feed.
"Jürgen Klopp said we should all get an early night tonight but Jurgen Klopp doesn't know how big my ironing pile is."
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Finally today something rather more serious. There was an item on the news about an attempted murder at Aberfan in South Wales.
There was coverage on the news that included shots of the local school and it made my mind race back to that horrible day in 1966 when a slag heap (I think that's the name for it) collapsed and a huge river of slurry engulfed the school, killing 116 children and 28 adults.
Today those children would be in their middle to late sixties, probably grandparents. So in effect that disaster would have deprived over 700 people of life based on the 116 children who died being denied having two children of their own and those children having two of their own. I hope my maths makes sense on that one. It's a sobering way of looking at things.