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Step into my Orifice (Part Two)

After five and a half years, Glyn and I have moved to a bigger office on the same premises, which now puts us at the advantage of having room to swing a Bengal tiger.

When we took on the first space, we worried if we could justify it, but despite being the size of a modest broom-cupboard (with just enough room to keep a dustpan & brush), we put it to good use; all my solo shows were written and rehearsed there, and the majority of our radio shows were recorded there too, which was a bit of a squeeze for the three of us involved.  It was also a storeroom for our Mostly Comedy gear in-between shows, which pretty much rendered it impossible to run our material there without kissing.

(Like that's an excuse.)

While it's sad to see it go (admittedly only across the corridor) the move is a positive step that reeks of potential. The new office is actually two rooms - one the size of our original office and another approximately six times bigger - which enables us to keep equipment in one so we can work in the other. The benefit of extra space will make it easier to work anyway, both alone and together, and we can hold meetings, rehearsals or readthroughs without having to sit on each other's laps. It also gives me a chance to brush up on the bleep test; in a few months, I'll be able to outrun a cougar (though not the slang type).

Here's a virtual tour of the old one...

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