Oh, and here's another little treasure, Stew and me on
Comic Relief's "Rude For A Reason", which I think was from 1999. I don't think I ever actually saw this and there is hardly any footage of Lee and Herring in a live situation, so it's funny to see this. I do remember that I had food poisoning on this night and that before we went on I was lying flat out on the floor and got straight in a cab home pretty much directly afterwards. We were in the middle of one of the TMWRNJ series and I had to do a live Sunday show in the same predicament. But Dr Theatre got me through. And let's face it, it looks like I could do with losing a bit of weight, so the more food poisoning I could get the better. I can't believe quite how much we plough the bestiality furrow, but it's nice to have a few minutes of the live act preserved. Plus is a reminder of some of the old routines for our upcoming Lyric Hammersmith gig.
So I've decided to go in a new direction with the hairstyle. I've had it plaited, Asterix style. They'll all be wearing it like this in a month or two, once I am seen at the many celeb parties I go to. I think you'll agree I look pretty darn cool. Can't wait to see the admiring glances I will get when I go out on the street like this.
I watched Die Hard for about the thousandth time tonight. It's a brilliant film. I'd never noticed before that after being beaten, shot, cutting his feet open with glass, falling off a building and smashing his way through a window, falling down a lift shaft and nearly being blown up by loads of explosions, Bruce Willis gets in the limo at the end (no bimbos in this one) and goes home. He doesn't even think about going to the hospital. You have to love him.
