Last weekend the fire troupe put on the biggest show we've ever done (or so I'm told, I've not been around /that/ long) as part of the Cambridge University 800th anniversary celebrations ... and it was fucking awesome. I was a part of the dipping crew, swimming in parrafin for a living (don't ask me about how long it took to get the smell out of my clothes) and looking after a ridic. mess of firetoys while people danced their arses off out front.

Above you can see (almost) all of the props from the show layed out in our corner backstage, along with a ridic amount of parrafin and the dipping towel of doom (which I am still amazed I managed to get clean after what we did to it). Helping out with this was the most fun, and am looking forward to when we do something like this again. even got a bit of a burn in myself when we were warming up the wicks - though that feels mega selfconcious with the crowd we had watching.

I took a fair number of other piccies from various practices and similar and will post them over the next couple of days. Right now am more concerned with stressing over hospital appointments tomorrow and feeling like death-warmed-up.