The Fanzini Brothers
Kerry's favourite Italians Ronaldo & Guido
Monday, August 13, 2007
Skibereen
We are back again in skibereen this year and this place has memories for us from last year. Now dont get me wrong great place great people but the circumstances were against us and i had an accident. The show you see took place in the football field of the O'Donovan Rossa football pitch and unlike last this year the weather was mostly good last year except on the day we were there but more of this anon.
The wierd thing is really though that we dont tend to get injured which could seem odd considering the physical nature of the work we do. What was particularly odd in this instance is that the accident happened in a relatively calm part of the show just as i was starting the "dancing" section in the show my knee just seemed to pop. I went down like a sack of potatoes in agony. Ronaldo was dipping fire clubs and looked around and was shocked to see me writhing on the deck....pitch actually. I picked myself up and in the spirit of the show must go on i managed to haul myself on to the bed of nails to end the show.
For once i was not bothered by the pain of the bed of nails as the pain in my knee took my mind off it. We ended the show and as i was explaining to Ronaldo what had befallen me the rain came. It came in big drops lots of them in gangs angry drops. I basically couldnt move in agony so we packed the stuff in the car and we sat in ourselves damp no wet to the bone. Ronaldo had to drive home.
We also had to stop in on the way home to do a show in the hotel in Killarney which i did by being propped against a tree and not doing much apart from wincing in pain. It later turned out that i had popped a ligament in my knee and i was out of action for about 6 weeks.
So back we went for another crack at it. We were back for two days this time and looking forward to it immensely as we were due to meet Cathal from Cork Circus and also famous as part of the Snatch comedy improv crew.
So we were booked to do their parade on the first day. We left Tralee in plenty of time and had a lovely drive through the countryside of Cork.
We landed into town early and checked into our guest house.
Having a bit of time to kill we decided to get the grub in early and we were very lucky to get an early table in the wonerful Kalbos Bistro.
The food was fantastic we both had dessert and when we both are having the dessert then you know that things are good and things were good. The thing that impressed me was the attention to detail in the dished and also the variety of flavours and nice touches like little tubs of flaked papper and salt that you help yourself to.
Following the meal we tried to follow the directions that we were given by the lady but we ended up going the long way around somehow, just as well in the long run as the walk did us good after the meal.
Cathal was there on stilts with his crew and the wonderful Armanis were also there. Anyway great day fantastic parade. I was working it on the monkey bike and Ronaldo worked it on the Powerisers. We roamed throughout the parade and had the crack with the people of Skib. There was great community involvement in the parade and there were also some nice vintage tractors. I like the vintage stuff myself.
Following the parade we went for a pint with the Cork Circus crew and the Armani lads and we ended up in perhaps the most unique most authentic public houses still left in Ireland. When you consider all the superpub muck we pub up with in this country where we are herded like cows and deafened by crap djs or driven to distraction by balladeers with programmed backing tracks.....DIRE.
Minihans has a proper snug an interior that has not been touched since about 1950 two taps Guinness and Murphys and the Murphys was not working. It was like stepping back in time no till no ice no lemon no television just a couple of locals drinking bottles of Guinness at one point of the evening one of the customers asked for a Baileys and was refused because Mary the proprieter was having a party and wanted to have the bottle fresh.Go figure. Other customers ordered drinks and then went next door to the superpub to get ice and then came back in to consume the drink. What a great spot. The wireless for company tuned to lyric the drip of a tap and the dim light. Check the photos.
The next day we got up and had a relaxing morning before we had to go up to the football field to do our show. We set up the show in the field and had to adjust our running order to the fact that we were working in a field so all the mini bike stuff was out. Apart from that the day was mostly fine and we really enjoyed the show. And as for the curse of Skib did it strike.....well a little bit as during the show or else imediately after it my phone which had been sitting on our sound system was nicked. What can you do
One good thing that came out of it was that i got a new funky phone to replace the old one and got the old one blocked so the bad guys dont win.
The wierd thing is really though that we dont tend to get injured which could seem odd considering the physical nature of the work we do. What was particularly odd in this instance is that the accident happened in a relatively calm part of the show just as i was starting the "dancing" section in the show my knee just seemed to pop. I went down like a sack of potatoes in agony. Ronaldo was dipping fire clubs and looked around and was shocked to see me writhing on the deck....pitch actually. I picked myself up and in the spirit of the show must go on i managed to haul myself on to the bed of nails to end the show.
For once i was not bothered by the pain of the bed of nails as the pain in my knee took my mind off it. We ended the show and as i was explaining to Ronaldo what had befallen me the rain came. It came in big drops lots of them in gangs angry drops. I basically couldnt move in agony so we packed the stuff in the car and we sat in ourselves damp no wet to the bone. Ronaldo had to drive home.
We also had to stop in on the way home to do a show in the hotel in Killarney which i did by being propped against a tree and not doing much apart from wincing in pain. It later turned out that i had popped a ligament in my knee and i was out of action for about 6 weeks.
So back we went for another crack at it. We were back for two days this time and looking forward to it immensely as we were due to meet Cathal from Cork Circus and also famous as part of the Snatch comedy improv crew.
So we were booked to do their parade on the first day. We left Tralee in plenty of time and had a lovely drive through the countryside of Cork.
We landed into town early and checked into our guest house.
Having a bit of time to kill we decided to get the grub in early and we were very lucky to get an early table in the wonerful Kalbos Bistro.
The food was fantastic we both had dessert and when we both are having the dessert then you know that things are good and things were good. The thing that impressed me was the attention to detail in the dished and also the variety of flavours and nice touches like little tubs of flaked papper and salt that you help yourself to.
Following the meal we tried to follow the directions that we were given by the lady but we ended up going the long way around somehow, just as well in the long run as the walk did us good after the meal.
Cathal was there on stilts with his crew and the wonderful Armanis were also there. Anyway great day fantastic parade. I was working it on the monkey bike and Ronaldo worked it on the Powerisers. We roamed throughout the parade and had the crack with the people of Skib. There was great community involvement in the parade and there were also some nice vintage tractors. I like the vintage stuff myself.
Following the parade we went for a pint with the Cork Circus crew and the Armani lads and we ended up in perhaps the most unique most authentic public houses still left in Ireland. When you consider all the superpub muck we pub up with in this country where we are herded like cows and deafened by crap djs or driven to distraction by balladeers with programmed backing tracks.....DIRE.
Minihans has a proper snug an interior that has not been touched since about 1950 two taps Guinness and Murphys and the Murphys was not working. It was like stepping back in time no till no ice no lemon no television just a couple of locals drinking bottles of Guinness at one point of the evening one of the customers asked for a Baileys and was refused because Mary the proprieter was having a party and wanted to have the bottle fresh.Go figure. Other customers ordered drinks and then went next door to the superpub to get ice and then came back in to consume the drink. What a great spot. The wireless for company tuned to lyric the drip of a tap and the dim light. Check the photos.
The next day we got up and had a relaxing morning before we had to go up to the football field to do our show. We set up the show in the field and had to adjust our running order to the fact that we were working in a field so all the mini bike stuff was out. Apart from that the day was mostly fine and we really enjoyed the show. And as for the curse of Skib did it strike.....well a little bit as during the show or else imediately after it my phone which had been sitting on our sound system was nicked. What can you do
One good thing that came out of it was that i got a new funky phone to replace the old one and got the old one blocked so the bad guys dont win.
The Fanzini Brothers are lucky enough to hang out in Kilgarvan home of another famous family of clowns.
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