Well the ODN Quiz. What can I say? Although our two teams performed admirably coming in joint third and fifth the quiz featured a TV round which asked questions on a range of programmes I never watch i.e. soaps, reality stuff and Who wants to be a Nancy or similar. So I reckon we did quite well. Congratulations go to the winning group the Domino Dazzlers from Wantage, who really must get out more, and the Oxford Theatre Guild who came second. Our thanks to the Wolvercote Players for organising the evening.
In the village hall last night we previewed our two entries in next weeks ODN festival at the Unicorn Theatre in Abingdon. I have misled you previously with one of our plays, our first offering is now In Two Minds by our own Kate Belcher who also directs and stars along with Andrea Spencer. Andrea has to be admired as she had a large part in the recent Ladies’ Day and now is word perfect in the festival play just three weeks later. What a trooper.
This was a World Premiere of Kate’s play. How’s that, a World Premiere in our own village hall!
The second play is Please Don’t Tell by Les Clarke, which is the first time our youth team have taken to the stage. Directed by Susi Dalton, the up-to-the-minute script left me a little bewildered but I put this down to being an old duffer. I was in total admiration of the young folk on the stage as it was plain that some of them would rather have been anywhere else but up there. I wish them well next week, they certainly deserve it.
Having just filled my car with fuel and, like all of us, being stunned at the cost, my mind turned to why the present oil crisis has come to pass. What happened to North Sea oil?
Well it’s running out of course. No one bothered to check the oil level. Why? Well the answer is purely geographical, the oil is situated in the North Sea, and the dipsticks are in Westminster.
The following is a perfectly true story. My eldest son, we’ll call him Mark is a photographer and was commissioned by a major travel company a couple of weeks ago to photograph parts of the Lake District.
On the Friday night at 5.30pm he arrives miles away from anywhere at a mine which is now a tourist attraction. Picture the scene.
Mark meets the guy locking up. He tells the man why he is there to photograph his museum for a book promoting tourism in the area. He shows the man his letter of introduction from the travel company, this is the conversation:
“Well I was just locking up.”
“Well,” says Mark “I’ve come a long way and I only need a couple of shots.
“Yes but I finish at 5.30” says our museum man.
“I would really appreciate it,” pleads our photographer.
“Well I guess I could walk the dog up there…..OK come on then”
“Thanks, my name is Mark, holding out his hand “Pleased to meet you”
“I’m Jim” comes the reply…… “Business Development Manager.”
You couldn’t make it up.