We’re a crazy lot!

A belly-full of laughs –

I used to tread the boards in a small town theatre. Well, I didn’t do too much ‘treading’ because I really enjoyed being backstage doing the actors’ make-up. Why? I found it a bit of a chore to learn lines!

Then I shifted and arrived in Papamoa – who should I run into but a fellow thespian from the small theatre. He also had moved and as soon as he saw me he said he had just the thing to entertain me. And, before I could wipe the puzzled look off my face he declared

“IMPROV!”

Sure I’d heard of improv, I’d been glued to the T.V. whenever ‘Whose Line Is It Anyway?’ came on … but me? do improv? I wondered if I’d be quick enough.

But I went – best thing ever.

Monday nights are just the craziest, fun-filled, belly laughing time I have all week and it has to be a really good reason, nay, exceptional reason to miss it.

The laughter I enjoy on a Monday night fills me up and brightens my whole week.

Fee – One of the older, more distinguished of the group… NOT!