Student Loom-ion.
Tomorrow night, I
preview my Edinburgh show in Cambridge, and the question on everyone’s lips is,
“Will I wear my Monkman t-shirt?”
MONKMAN! |
Well, ‘everyone’
is a bit of an exaggeration; it’s more likely just a few. I did raise my
quandary on Facebook and Twitter this evening to an entirely positive response,
but that was only from the people who replied, which in fact were minimal; is
it right to assume mass-silence as a positive vote?
In reality, I
don’t think I have any choice, as not wearing a t-shirt with the face of one of
Cambridge’s biggest cult icons (and moat recent University Challenge finalists)
emblazoned on it - when I own such a garment - would be an opportunity missed.
The only genuine poser faced is “Which Monkman t-shirt?” as I’ve actually got two: a brown one
and a red one. Perhaps I should change colours in the interval.
Hopefully it
will be a fun gig and a useful one too. I started a run earlier this evening
but stopped before the end as I wasn’t feeling my best; it was either my
labyrinthitis rearing its ugly head or just general over-tiredness but I had a
sudden zap in energy that meant I couldn't get through it.
Hopefully, I’ll have time in the morning to pick up where I left off and maybe
do another run after that too, though only if I’ve factored in the
important job of ironing my two t-shirts; I couldn’t possibly risk
a crease when there’s a chance the great man might attend.
If he does, I’ll ask him to sign my face.