Growing up with Trifles

Those of you who followed me from Blogger to WordPress may remember when my website was called Growing up with Trifles; or More Trifles. At one point I even had the domain same moretrifl.es (a Spanish domain, which when we were in the EU I could legally own*)

I fucking love trifle. I was pretty much weaned on the stuff. Growing up near a large dairy manufacturer meant regular supplies of trifles. We all knew multiple people who worked there (2 of my cousins!) and it was staple work on the run up to Christmas as demand for trifles increased.

The staff knew the trick – damage a pallet of top quality M&S trifles with sherry and the next day they would be in the factory shop for 10p each. It was guaranteed that if there was a big event coming up a “whoops” would happen.

Every resident of the town had a bag of trifles in the freezer for emergencies. Even now when I see “do not freeze” embossed on the top of pre packed ones I quietly think “bollocks”. I ate hundreds of them that had been frozen and I never ailed anything!

So occasionally these days I get trifle. In the Brexit cupboard we have quite a few Birds trifles.

You wouldn’t like me if I’ve been deprived…

*don’t get me started on Brexit.

Alton Towers the second

I pre-booked this back in August before all the craziness started with the plan of having another trip to my second home.

When we went to level 3 I was really anxious about going, after all it said avoid unnecessary travel; however I’d paid for my add-ons and was set to lose money, so I thought with the right amount of caution, and a good social distancing and masking regime it would be satisfactory.

Alton Towers is really beautiful in the Autumn, and it certainly is one of my favourite times of year.

Sadly Nemesis is closed for long term repairs and Th13teen didn’t open at all, and we did have a temporary closure on Galactica at one point; but I managed Smiler twice, Rita twice, Galactica twice, Wicker Man twice, Oblivion & Spinball once each, Enterprise, and The Blade once each.

It wasn’t massively busy, and rain at about noon certainly cleared the lightweights out.

Gig the Second

Two in a row is always tiring. The second one was Easington; a small town on the Durham Heritage Coast just north of Middlesbrough.

So yet another journey up our favourite dual carriageway, the A19, and a fairly easy ground floor load (with possibly the weirdest load in door) and we were up and running.

Back to two sets for this one. I much prefer 2 X 45 minute sets as you get into the flow much better.

No silly rules regarding smoke machines again, so we set two hazers up on stage in an attempt to balance the haze across the full width of the stage.

As per usual the first set was the more dressed up one. Double breasted suit for me. I do rather like wearing suits these days.

The first set was very well played, although there was no dancing at all.

The second set, a less dressed down affair, on the other hand did gain us some dancers. Amazingly, they didn’t start until about half way through though!

Yet another really nice club, and as we found out later, about 90 regulars were missing! Apparently there were two coaches in Scarborough on a trip! D’oh!

We’ve been put forward for a re-booking – a complete different situation to when we were with our previous agent. It feels great to get good feedback!

Rehearsing with the Fishes… Again!

Yesterday was our final rehearsal before the forthcoming Sheffield gig. We went through the usual stuff, and had a couple of runs through Delicate.

The decision stands that it is officially in the set!

Also compared body sizes… Paul has huge hands!

But short arms!

I wonder if that means he’s a particular creature?

I also got a photo of us with the chimney

But the short video was more fun!

Adventures in Doncaster

So it was Jake’s 27th on Saturday. He decided he wanted to go around Doncaster.

He also told me he was going to wear his new rose gold pvc jeans (ASOS, pretty much sold out now).

Not wanting to overshadow him I decided to go fairly vanilla – just a pair of jeans and an Oxford shirt. But when I jokingly said that I was thinking of wearing the PVC suit he said “mint!”.

Ok, I followed his intention…

It wasn’t too warm a day so I thought perhaps I could get away with it for a while.

We arrived in Doncaster and immediately I was a talking point. Loads of people commented on the amazing suit. Jake looked stunning in his outfit. Very metrosexual – quite flamboyant.

I was driving though so the only drinks I could have were Mocktails and low alcohol beers.

The night went as follows:

The Gatehouse -> The Wool Market -> The Gin Rooms -> The Red Lion

We left after the lion as my pvc suit was getting a bit clammy. It’s a great looking suit but it’s not really practical to wear on a day in day out basis.