I spent most of Saturday in Burwell with the fire troupe and now I can't feel my arms . We were having an all-day rehersal/runthrough for the Cambridge University 800th anniversary fire show and despite it being cold enough to freeze the $x off a $y the whole thing went well and was all kindsa fun.

I'm not actually performing in this one (not nearly ready for that sort of thing), instead I'm assisting Rob backstage, running around making sure toys are dipped and spun off and ready for people to come on and off. I think it's mostly going to consist of following directions and being extremily careful of the college grass, but I love backstage stuff so it should be a right giggle.

Because of that, there wasn't an awful lot for me to do (it being a dry runthrough), so when I wasn't sorthing things out I was helping cook up a small mountain of chilli, having deep and meaningful conversations with a two year old and generally futzing about inside while basking in the luxury of underfloor heating. I swear this is the only reason I still have toes this morning. It was damng ood fun to get to talk to people in a situation where we weren't all dancing around in the dark and on fire, hopefully we'll get to do this a little more in future.

The event itself next Sunday (the 17th) and if you're in Cambridge then, you should ttly be there, it's going to be awesome.

I spent a fair amount of time outside spinning to keep warm, and managed to have a play with several new fire tous outside by the bonfire later (in between bouts of marshmallow roasting). Enough so that my shoulders are throbbing this morning - between this and ATS restarting, January is going to be a rather sore month I think! Worth it though.