Tuesday, 22 June 2010
Since I started back at work after my operations I have felt less than comfortable on stage. This has been down to several things; the vast amounts of medication I have been on, worries about whether my hip(s) would collapse under me and the pain that driving long distances caused me.
Last time I had hip surgery it took a few months to start getting back into the swing of things. That time it was complicated by the fact that as fast as one hip improved the other deteriorated. This time was different in that I already had a good hip to lean on, so to speak.
Now I am finally off medication and things are returning to normal (well, normal for me).
A couple of weeks ago everything suddenly fell back into place and my old stage persona was back with a vengeance. I was working down south when, at half time, the owner of the venue came up and said that 6 people had walked out complaining that I had insulted and outraged them and wanted their money back. Hurrah! I thought, this is the old Pariss back in the saddle. The owner, apparently, told them to f*** off and personally escorted them from the building!