I havent laughed so much since...

Occasionally I hear about something and, although I fully intend to go and look as soon as I have access to my laptop, I dont actually get around to looking at it.
Well today I actually followed up one of those random thoughts and logged on to the BBC pages to look at the Sporting Challenges that have been going on between Chris Evans and Johnny...erm...I cant remember his surname.
Oh yes I can - it's Saunders.
[ having a senior moment there]

I'd heard the follow up days after the skateboarding challenge and thought that surely it couldnt be THAT bad?
Well, yes it could!




After I wiped away the tears [ of laughter mixed with a load of empathic ouches ] I went looking through the other footage.

Now I really like figure skating, as I've said in the past, so when I saw this video I had to watch it.



And if i thought the skateboarding was funny.............

Ah, dear, its taken me 5 minutes just to stop giggling :D

As a last thought though, well done to both of them for tackling all those sports.
I couldn't have done half as well as they have.

And if you want to see the rest [ i can recommend the gymnastics video if you're in need of cheering up ] then go to the radio 2 sporting challenge page and have a look.
It'll be time well spent.

shoes

Sadly It doesnt look like I'll get to see this.
I hadn't realised it was so soon, and I cant see me getting the time to go.
Ah well.... maybe another time.

Bleeding as an art form

This guy came to my attention today.
His name is Franco B...there's a link in my stuff bit...and he's a friend of a Rep I met today.
She's an amazing girl in her own right, but we got to talking about non work related stuff and she mentioned him.
From what it says on his site he's stopped performing in the same way for the time being but i found myself fascinated by my reactions to what she was saying about his performance art.

I was equally horrified, astounded and intrigued at what he did.
Simply, he would be naked, covered in white body paint, with catheters insered into his body so that as he walked up and down a catwalk covered with white fabric his blood would drip/run/spray? onto the whiteness and form patterns.

I felt as if I ought to be shocked and appalled and yet i wasn't really.
He is not being coerced.
He is not mentally incapacitated [ or at least, so far as I know he's not ]
So surely its up to him what he does with his own body?

And yet.....
I'm not sure if I could have gone and watched him perform.