It took less time for me to win the 2 year old girl around today. But it still took a little bit of time. But I wish I could win a tough crowd around with an elephant impression. I guess I might if I did a rude elephant impression, but I am talking about an actual elephant impression.
It's cool being 2 though, because not only do you get to have a nationally known comedian desperately trying to make you laugh (with varied success) but you also get taken out on loads of trips. But cos I was hanging around with a 2 year old this weekend I got to go on trips too. Today we went to the best funfair East Anglia has to offer. It consists of an old toothless man who grabs you by the wrists and spins you around until you are dizzy. It's brilliant.
I am joking.
It wasn't as good as that.
Ha ha, I am funny.
There were actually some quite terrifying looking rides to go on, though we played it safe going on a little boat trip and on the train round the park and on the log flume. Which was scary enough for me. There is a mini log flume first of all, which is about a quarter of the size of the big one, just to let you know what you're letting yourself in for and really building up the suspense. But also getting you wet. I had sensibly made my girlfriend sit at the front so she acted as a human shield, but my legs and shoes still got soaked. And I probably screamed like a 2 year old girl as we headed down the main chute. I certainly braced myself a bit too hard, because that is the moment that the camera on the ride captured. Which we got immortalised as a drinks coaster. So every time I put my coffee on it I will be reminded of how weak and unvaliant I am.
On the way to the funfair we had passed through Oulton Broad, which is where the church that had organised the protest at the Lowestoft gig earlier in the year. As it was Sunday I wondered about trying to locate the church and pop in for the service, as they had asked me to do. But I was more worried that my friends had been somehow brain washed by the religion and had been charged with bringing me to the church so that I cold be burned in a wicker man. Or maybe they felt that the log flume was punishment enough for me.
Luckily I was saved from any further embarrassments as we headed to the kid zone so that my 2 year old nemesis could enjoy herself on some flying elephants and spinning cups. They were nowhere near as scary as the log flume, yet she cried probably twice as much as I had done. Though mainly she laughed and enjoyed it.
My stupid job means that afternoons like this are few and far between and I enjoyed it, even if I was still a bit too tired to make the most of it.
It's hard to believe it's already a week since the last Fringe showing of "What is Love, Anyway?" Time is back to its normal ridiculously quick pace. I have another week before I need to think about work again and hopefully will be rested enough to enjoy doing nothing much. It was certainly fun having some drinks with our friends, knowing that it didn't matter if I was hungover in the morning. Not working is fun. I may not bother going back to it.
Yeah, right.
